I See You, Mary Lee

I am often underused and often underestimated a zing of a thing that often goes unheard, unseen ginger beer is a tonic unlike me it can't be grated a powerful root so astute, they bring from overseas The captain gives his orders but I see you Mary Lee sitting in your cabin drinking tea and writing poetry flotsam and jetsam are marked on the ship, but me I float above the rest and so I heal you, Mary Lee The imp skipped merrily hugging his Jack Daniel the sun was too hot so he knocked on every door looking for a bed for him and his invisible Faneuil she opens it a peep and finds him on the floor Mr. Gargoyle tie askew in dire need of ginger root "Oh Dear!" says Miss Lee, your drunk but very cute. not for contest