The Island of Don Di Von Kaire
Far away from the well-traveled trade routes,
In those latitudes few lubbers dare,
Lies a haven of peace and contentment
Called the Island of Don di von Kaire.
When the climate at home turns oppressive
And the tedium’s too much to bear,
You can bask in serene isolation
On the Island of Don di von Kaire.
On the Island of Don di von Kaire,
Feeling apathy blow through your hair;
When the pain comes around,
Let the rum numb it down
And have plenty of ennui to spare.
It’s a mariner’s self-imposed exile
And a castaway’s private affair,
For a spirit marooned in the doldrums
On the Island of Don di von Kaire.
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