She’d behave herself in a tornado!’
So he handles the ship
With a canful of flip,
And a pipe of the real Trinidado.
“She’s a weatherly craft,
Werry wet, fore-and-aft,
And she rolls like a liquorish jade, oh!
But she steers werry kind,
On a course to her mind,
When she’s bound for the isle Trinidado.