All Washed Up

11 Jan

My larch planks are rotted – my oak ribs are sprung —

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My rudder has gone missing – from where it hung —

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I’ve sailed for glory – had my time in the sun —

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Now my bolts are all rusted – my working life done 

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‘They’ve stolen my engine’ – hear my plaintive cry —

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Sold to the scrapman – for the price of a pie —

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I’m done with fishing – I gave it my best —

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I’m washed up on the shore – and here I will rest —

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With apologies to that other great Scottish bard – Rabbie Burns 🙂

All Washed Up

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