Sail Sail Sail, burn them again

Watermelon

Catamaran

what have I done

Sailed into a storm

 that brings good for none

She has her wind

 I have my sails

And an impasse galore

Adrift

in my love quest

further from the shore

The vodka was rich

The juice was so thick

Impusles were a bitch

And now my heart is in a ditch

Sing me a song

I hound the wailing sirens

Those lusty whores

They have no compassion

Yet for me, they seem to woe

While the dolphins break my drowning

I care not,

for even the reaper is frowning

It like her, wants to have nothing to do

With me, or about

Like poisoned drift wood 

Now if I hit a shore

If this bitch of a sea should drag me

I know what I would do, again

It is to sing

Watermelon

Catamaran

what have I done again

Sailng into a storm clearly is stupid right! 

 Oh but she allures, allures, allures

That allure brings good for none

She has me by my tail

 And she will burn my sails

And then put me adrift 

Ah! Another impasse 

Adrift 

Cursing my self, over and again