The Mariner


I am a sailor from times gone by

This story I tell with a tear in my eye

A sailor boy I was pressed with a bang

A naval career at the blessing of a gang

          The world’s oceans I sailed far and wide

I served a king that I couldn’t abide

I was thrashed with the cat

For stealing fat

We hunted whales for food and oil

Killed pirates and raiders we enjoyed the spoil

We lived for the prize and the coin on the drum

Whilst drinking French brandy and naval rum

We fought the French all over the sea

Whilst watching water as far as we could see

The ocean was cold in the dead of night

It made people die without a fight

I observed the sun setting in a beautiful sky

The dolphins leapt and brought a tear to my eye

A swashbuckling adventure I did live

For another life, what I would give

I hope one day I shall return to home

But till that day this Ocean I shall roam


  • Maxine Smith

    Great write.

    • grange_m

      Thank you

    • onepauly

      plenty of space
      for a state of grace.

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