Liberty, Hong Kong

The streets of, Hong Kong, are bustling this fine morning Out for tea, noodles, a tattoo, and lots of beer Luckily, the ship was put to pier side mooring Dropping my laundry at, The Fleet, I have light gear In a café, I sip and slurp, while bird watching Lines of gorgeous cages, sagging above my head To, Ricky’s Tattoo, through the human mass swimming Morn, I awake hung over and bandaged in bed In the shower, I inspect my new dragon Below in berthing, I adorn my crackerjacks Up topside for morning quarterdeck watch, I’m on Spend my time watching the seagulls hover the stacks Another great port of call in the China Sea City of Victoria, a fine place to be © Copyrights G. Jones 2008 Author notes This is another in my Sailor Sonnet Series.