Marlboroughs and Doubloons

- Captain Lamas and four other men ascend towards the sky Took off from their base a Florida trace of ship being lost on first sight In Leather Neck brace and skyward race marlboroughs men alight This journey austere triangle of fear Bumuda beyond so bright Droning on out no sight or a vouch for wreckage or of a crew Calls from the bay Captain I say a Galleon with canon a brute Mist then accrues upon their strange views Spanish and decks all a bare Lower us down to view near the ground of sea level if you dare Photography done believeable none we swoop around all the mist The Galleon a bow to stern disallow in a turn is gone in a twist Return to the base U turn from this place an accident gravely of late No sooner a turn wreckage does burn of Captain Lamas and four mates No sign on the waves of bomber remains poor souls unknown of their fate But those who just knew dined winely and drew meat on a pewter of plate A pirate so coarse of cutlet and gorse sat down to feast in a tomb Doubloons on a tray with Malboroughs they say together in A locker room