The Sailor Isn't Missing Much

A sailor discovers his world is like all the others.

A Sailor isn't Missing Much

 

A sailor came up on dry land,

To see it all firsthand,

But the only thing his eyes could command

was more land, land, land.

 

A sailor was in a forest,

to see just what he could see.

But all that he could see,

were trees, trees, trees

 

A sailor was in a desert,

to see just what was at hand.

But all there was to understand

was sand, sand, sand.

 

A sailor was in a cave,

he wanted to take stock.

But all he could do is stand and gawk

at rock, rock, rock.

 

A sailor was in a swamp,

well he had nothing to lose.

But the only sight that he could choose

was ooze, ooze, ooze.

 

A sailor was up on a mountain,

to see what he'd ascertain.

But all there was for his eyes to retain,

more mountains, mountains, mountains

 

A sailor went up to the arctic,

to learn what there was to know.

The only place his eyes could go

was to snow, snow, snow

 

A sailor went back to sea, sea, sea,

to see what he could see, see, see.

But all that he could see, see, see

was more sea, sea, sea!

 

Author's Note

Be gentle please. I'm a novice.