11-26-2013, 09:15 AM
They'd thought they could sail the seven saltiest seas
but they sailed straight to hell; they wander aimlessly
for up went the froth, and dance did the waves
as swam did the sailors down deep to their graves
Poseidon had pulled up the porcelain plug
he'd sent it to smash all their submarine subs.
So that man did retreat but still secretly spoke
as he knelt by it's feet in hushed tones of hope
of the glorious day that he'd tackle this goat
and the glorious way that he'd slit out his throat
and how he would ride under skies open wide
through all of the moats of the seven saltiest seas.