ON THE WAY TO HELL ON AN OLD TUB OF A SHIP

On the way too hell on a leaking old tub ,

Of a ship ,

Rudder broken , sails ripped asunder ,

Charts unread ,

Capitan drunk on power ,

Mad has rabid sea dog ,

Counting the treasurer ,

The profits from the voyage ,

Waves a mile high ,

Can't tell wear the sea ends and sky begins ,

What's up and what's down ,

Hell , hear we come


The Dyslexic Poet

Ken D Williams



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Written on 2010-05-03 at 11:04

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2010-05-06


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
This reminded me of a poem I wrote years ago called Hells Lake - long lost I think - fortunately - I know the feeling when all is going tits up :-)

Elle x
2010-05-03


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
get out and swim

xxx Stan
2010-05-03