Sea Shanty

Sing a song of seahorses
a pocket full of rumour
four and twenty tuna
caught in a net, when the
boat began to rock
the sailors all got wet

dolphins came to rescue
them, leaping
at the stern and the sailors
they took heart
in mouth, to dare, and leap
into the deep water churn

the school were cracking
jokes when the sailors crawled
aboard, clutching half
a promise they could ill afford;
if they cut the tuna free
the dolphins swim them home -
a free fish guarantee ...

sing a song of seahorses
a pocketful of rumour -
those lads they haven’t been
to sea since they freed the tuna
they haven’t touched rod or net
and say they like the still of land

and don’t like getting wet.