The ship, it swayed, heave ho, heave ho, On the dark and stormy blue, And I held tight to the Captain's might As he pulled up his trews. You haven't slept, heave ho, he said, In many suns and moons. Oh, I will sleep when we reach shore, And pray we get there soon. He said, Now hush love, heres your gown. Theres the bed, lanterns down. But I dont want to go to sleep; in all my dreams, I drown.
Cheshire Kitten*