Blueberry Boat

BLUEBERRY BOAT I’m going to sea in a blueberry boat With cellophane sails on cinnamon mast It could be cold so I’ll take a coat And In case of a leak some Elastoplast We shall sail on seas of blueberry blue with never a clash and no mismatch You will hardly see us unless you view With spectacles infrared attach When cauliflower clouds are in the sky They shall give us a satiating entree Then of course the dessert will be blueberry pie With a creamy cumulus topping soufle I’ll send you a postcard wherever we land On finest rice paper so you can then eat my words, I can recommend them and You will have a conscience that’s clear and sweet A life on the sea may not be all calm The weather can lead you a merry dance But in case of storms I will have no qualm With a spare pair of blueberry underpants So to all you jack tars I say ahoy! With a yo ho ho and avast below! When you’re near come across on a breeches buoy Share blueberry rum on our little bateau