-Sailors Psalm-
Have you no wine good sir
To drown away these tides?
For my ship is out to sea,
On tough waters I have cried.
I drink for all the fallen men
Who chose to chug the strait.
Bravest crew I ever knew
God chose to be first mate.
On the bottom of the waters
You'll find them down below,
So tip your glass to heaven
And Go, Go, Go!
As the glug the ale down
Remember to spread the fable
Of hard drinkers of liquor,
And how they slammed the table.
Don't forget to mention
Their Betties that they rode.
Some wider than the whales,
And carriers of the ode.