Away On a Booze Cruise

Away on a booze cruise, No beer left in stock. They charged fifty dollars, It was a real shock. I complained it’s not fair, I want money back. We’re so sorry, they said, We’ll give you a snack. The food was disgusting, The chef was a prick. The waiter annoying, I now feel sea-sick. I hoyed in a bucket, And over the side. All for fifty dollars, It felt like I’d died. I want to go home now, Hooray for dry land. I’ll not booze cruise again, I’ll stay on the sand.