Like an eagle caged I pine, on this dull unchanging shore.
Oh give me the flashing brine! The spray and the tempest roar!
(...at least until that cold and wet old rain does pour...)
A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep!
Where the scattered waters rave, and the winds their revels keep!
(...which is all well and fine until they disturb my sleep...)
(Jus' sayin')
Once more on the deck I stand, of my own swift-gliding craft
ReplyDelete(Hoping for a calm sea, because I forgot to pack the emergency raft)
A life on the ocean wave ...
A hearty breakfast had I; it was very, very nice -
ReplyDeleteEven better now that I've enjoyed it twice...
A life on the ocean wave...