The three sky sailors
after Jules Makk
avast ye mates, an' listens 'ere
for I've a tale, ye wants to hear
a tale that fills, with dread an’ fear
so sit ye back , an' suck ye beer ( aarrrgh ! )
there came a day, the cu-nim rose
an' blew the socks, right off our toes
they spread the word, across the land
on channel 19, all decks were manned ( aarrrgh ! )
the weather fair, an' true so far
had darkened an', was black as tar
while some was havin', structural failures
a few flew on , the 3 skysailors ( aarrrgh ! )
through lightning flash, an' thunder growl
the storm it tossed , the weather foul
through fiendish thermals, come an' gone
the 3 skysailors, glided on ( aarrrgh ! )
when suddenly came, a mighty sound
the hand of god, came crashing down
an' split the sky, the sky asunder
between the 3, who dare ride thunder ( aarrrgh ! )
"towards the edge" well one did shout
as silver lining, of cloud broke out
an’ through that crack, a bright sun shone
they heaved the rope, an' zip , were gone ( aarrrgh ! )
then flying out, to a sky so fair
they look down to, find goal, just there
so looping down , for they were hot
3 landed where, X marked the spot ( aarrrgh ! )
with joy an' laughs, quite beyond all measure
they dug straight down, for buried treasure
heaved up the chest, with might an' cheer
twas filled to brim, with ice cold beer ( aarrrgh ! )
so ends this tale, as it may be
but I've a moral, to share with ye
if you wants, to sail on the storm
just be sure, to keep both patches on ( aarrrgh ! )