Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

The King of Telling Tales

Grandad was a sea dog,
Who'd sailed the seven seas.
He told of his adventures
As we sat around his knees.

He told of a giant octopus
With tentacles aplenty,
We cried "how many grandad,"
He said "I reckon twenty."

He said it had one giant eye
And a sharp and deadly beak,
And what it did to sailors 
Was too horrible to speak.

Then there was the enormous shark
That could bite a ship in two,
Once everyone fell overboard
The shark would eat the crew.

He saw ghostly pirate ships
Crewed by pirates, long since dead
Just skeletons, armed to the teeth
Waving swords about their heads.

He said he'd swam with mermaids
And wrestled with a squid,
Then danced the conga with an eel
That's what my grandad did.

We loved to listen to grandad
And the adventures he regaled,
Not only was he a sea dog,
But the king, of telling tales.

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