As he spoke he cast about him
For a haven, for a refuge,
Spied a T.B. in the harbour,
Hailed the captain through the darkness.
Came the answer through the darkness,
“Come aboard and have some whisky,
Come aboard, I’ll send a boat off.”
Percy and my Tiadatha
Soon were settled in the T.B.,
Drank the Captain’s old Scotch whisky,