Just hearing
my mind could not picture,
nor fathom the massive machine.
Three football fields long
Ten times sixteen tons on,
t'was a thing to be personally seen.
That first day
we walked on together
mouths open with eyes sharp and keen
And as we left shore,
my heart jumped in my throat
as my legs found their strength in a lean.
The floors
made with finest of carpets,
the walls decorated in style.
The bathroom I saw,
with not one speck or flaw,
lovely colors and beautiful tile.
Employees
passed holding out liquor,
each offering theirs with a smile.
We exchanged a glance,
even doing a dance,
and decided to stay for a while.
We landed
on the Bahamas' shore
the beach a twist of tan and green
Tourists meander,
while natives shout deals
each one covered with sweat to a sheen.
Reaching
the center of trade and crafts
workers spotting our wallets were keen,
they asked what we'd offer
for products so lovely;
we made guesses upon what we'd seen.
I walked
back onto the ship's deck
with a present in hand for each love.
All authentic stuff
nothing else was enough
for my family, come down from above.
I looked at
my treasures with pleasure
each fitting their mate like a glove,
and I felt the ship move
we were already leaving
without using so much as a shove.
I reflect
with a fondness
'bout my ship and its journey,
utilizing the power of the sea,
but admit,
with no shame,
that I'm much better fit,
to be working at home comfortably.
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