Tents Erected in Plymouth Sound
'Give me the buzz!' I shrieked in blunt Welsh
The boom swinging over my head
The sight of the sail caused the girl to turn pale
And bring up her boots in my shed
What was the word that the helmsman had said?
"Valhallah" is crusty welsh toast!
So decried the battered fusilier,
The sight of his chin made my toe-nails grow in
While my wife shed a pendulous tear:
What was the song she was longing to hear?
"Peel me a Whelk!" I requested at length
To those with the shrimps in their hair
The sight of the pin brought tear to the eye
Of my spouse so inestimably fair
What was the ditty she sang in Auxerre?
'Eier mit Schnapps' is breakfast in bed
To eggheads who live in a haze
The sight of the yolk quite enthuses the folk
Who live on a sledge all their days
Too cold to consistently laze
"Full fathom five!" said the mate, but he lied
As the ship ran aground on the rocks
The groan of the keel as she started to heel
Her cargo of corduroy socks
Whence came the ticking of water-filled clocks?
Contributors: | Apsley, Roland, Beefy, P, MRQ, TG, Grayman. |
Poem finished: | 16th October 2000. |