An' the prize crew 'ad a picnic, because she steered so awful.

But they brought 'er into Kirkwall, an' then they said, "Lord lumme,

If I ever see an 'ooker as steered so kind o' rummy!"

But she'll fetch 'er price at auction, for oh, she looks a daisy

(Just the way that some ships do!)

An' the chap as tops the biddin' won't know she steers so crazy

(But it's true, my Johnny Bowline, true!)

C.F.S.


TO MR. BALFOUR ON HIS RETURN.