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Ghost Ship
Benjamin Briggs a master, with three previous commands
Took over the ill fated ship, which was to prove to be his last stand.

The ship originally named the Amazon, was 103 feet long
She was listed as a half-brig, and everything seemed to go wrong.

She had a lot of accidents and passed through many owners hands,
Eventually she turned up in New York, for sale and a new command.

She was sold and refitted; the owners bought her for a song.
Then they had her re-registered, to maybe help right the wrongs.

Captain Briggs his wife and child, in eighteen seventy two
Set sail on November the seventh, plus an extra seven man crew.

The cargo was seventeen thousand barrels, of raw American alcohol
They set off for Genoa Italy, not forgetting his daughters’ toys and doll.

On December the fifth half way between the Azores and Portugal
The Dei Gratia spied a brigantine, but it didn’t look right at all.

He watched it for two hours because he recognised the ship
The brig, that he had been in dock with, and he knew Ben commanded it.

It was sailing all wrong, it was yawing on the sea.
Captain Moorhouse knew Captain Briggs, was the captain he should see,

They took a boat out to the ship, and boarded her when they could,
On climbing aboard they found the ship to be empty, but all sound and good.

There was plenty of food and drink, but all the ships papers were gone
The ships clock was not functioning, but of the compliment*, there was none.

There should have been a lifeboat, but that was not there now
Just a frayed rope hanging in the sea and they didn’t know why or how.

Captain Moorhouse was perturbed knowing his friend Briggs to be in distress
He took the ship into to tow, it was named the “Mary Celeste.”

~GG~ 2011©
Compliment The number of crew on board a ship*
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