My Life Ahead
my life ahead
I enjoy my daily sights and sounds, would not give that up.
up early and out under the skies to get some adventure
can’t say the amenities are the best but it has a class 2 rating
lots of nice people to watch, most of the time they’re busy
no taxes or robo calls and never any junk mail that I must attend to
ah yes this is life, I do not share my bunk on this lobster boat.
I have no luggage to haul around and don’t have family to call
many of the town folk know me when I leave port
but hardly any are waiting on the docks when I return
you see I don’t smile, you never know when I am feeling the blues
waves don’t bother me and the storms are hardly bothersome.
Life on the turnip wagon was dreadful, a bumpy road set me back
one day I fell off and someone nicely took me home
then I was departed having been taken to an antique shop
Luckily enough I was bought and taken to the boat I now live on.
Each new day I look forward to exploring new territories
but the old one are still an enjoyable venture as well.
I’ve heard many ripe sailor stories that I would not repeat
Coming from the blundering crew, they aren’t of sound mind.
It’s a way to make money for them and I stay aloft and silent.
I am the figure head of the boat that guides them to prosperity and treasures.
I never had a given name, but I call myself ‘’lady of the seas’
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