Captain of the sea

A tall bulky silhouette, O the captain O the sea, 

A compass in his pocket and a personality grumpy, 

Hath no time for a bath, his binoculars show no sight of grass

A frayed pair of shoes as a memoir of his home is all he hath, 

Lightning in the sky is his personal lamp, to read the torn map, 

Alas a thunderstorm arrives he has no umbrella, The pouring rain, his water and soap

At last, he sees another ship called Venezuela, hoorah he exclaims, they invite him in but ask for his credentials, 

Where are your manners he shouts, I am the captain, first offer me tea in a cup and saucer

Sorry sit it's the protocol why don't you sign in here with this pencil, 

You can freshen up now, the bathroom is that way you'll find all essential items including a toner

that night he slept peacefully in a comfortable pillow and ate food weighing more than a kilo.