Turning Left At Sea
I once turned me frigate to port
Grounded on Her Majesty's fort
I thought it was petty
They valued their jetty
And threw me in a prison of sort
I learned here that starboard means right
I wish I had known it that night
Born as a dyslexic
Directions eclectic
A natural sea captain's fright
7-31-18
For Carolyn Devonshire's contest Sea Tales -
gift for a lady
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2018
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