See Ya Later Navigator. If you're cruising down the Suez Take this old sea dog's seasoned tip, The last thing a good Captain should do is Beach your bloody big barge of a container ship. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ The Cap'n stood on the burning deck A'peering but not seeing ten feet ahead, Sweat ran in rivulets down his outstretched neck, This desert storm filled his a'salted eyes with dread. From up front came a graunching sound And a judder ran through from bow to rudder, The bold Cap'n knew in a trice he'd run aground, From deep amidships the Captain felt that shudder. 'O Captain! My Captain! What have you done?' Chorused the crew from First Mate to low deckhand, But the Captain had fled the bridge, Cap was on the run Because when Mother Nature bursts forth you sit, not stand.
(Sorry, all you fans of Walt Whitman or Felicia Hemans. Someone’s already weighed in and called me an anchor about this. At least I think thats what she said.)