The Boat At the Dock
Just up the river there is a dock,
you'll see it after the slimy rock.
Attached to the dock is an old, rusted boat
inside there’s a ripped, faded coat.
Some say it was owned by two young lovers,
who spent nights there against the wish of their mothers.
Later they married and still used the boat,
until one day it wouldn't float
The current was strong
and they didn't live long,
the canoe flipped
the wife's coat ripped
They screamed in vain
and the two were never seen again
Others say it belonged to a girl
who boated to find a freshwater pearl.
She wore a pink coat.
When she finally found that pearl she began to gloat.
She abandoned her boat,
and her cheap coat.
The girl than bought a large house,
and a new pink blouse
She left her boat at that dock
that lies after the slimy rock.
Many stories go around about the old canoe
that's rusted and covered in mildew
It hasn't been used
Nor has it been abused
But one thing we do know,
the answer to our question may just lurk below
The true story
in all of its glory
is just waiting to be found.
All we have to do is carefully look around.
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