Away At SeaA Poem by Grand Mad Hatter of NyaffyshireA naval story of the Napoleonic Wars
Away at Sea
Away at sea from good old home,
Sailin’ for that rogue kingdom,
About the mast; the deck amid,
See-eth that pirate ship ahead,
Beat to quarters, captains woke,
Ready a broadside for their oak,
Give them Frogs a good beating,
Learn them hard of our gunning,
Upon the deck the captain stands,
Glass and naval sword at hand,
Commanding every man and boy,
This is the hour whence comes no joy,
Snipers among the mizzen mast,
The weather gauge holding fast,
It is time, the shout is heard,
Recoil goes as the powder’s burned,
The raiding party goes ahead,
Fifteen men already dead,
Alive I am but not my friends,
For they all died by the tens.
© 2009 Grand Mad Hatter of NyaffyshireReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 1, 2009 AuthorGrand Mad Hatter of NyaffyshireNyaffyshireAboutI'm the Mad Hatter of Nyaffyshire, Sometimes I sit upon a grand old stone, As if it were a golden throne, The Grand Mad Hatter of Nyaffyshire, I'm the Mad Hatter of Nyaffyshire, I wear a dirty .. more..Writing
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