Mystery At Sea
A mystic death
Stormy weather ship on fire
the captain gave orders
go into the lifeboats.
The cook thought otherwise
there was no fire at the bow
the bow`s deck a room where
the potatoes were kept.
Later he heard noises the captain
and his first officer came in.
Cowards as they had been, they
Resented him.
The captain had a gun
and shot the cook dead,
threw him overboard.
A tugboat came towed the ship
to the shore, as planes scanned
the sea, no life except for the one.
A helicopter got the body up,
a cook with a hole in his head.
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