Over the reefs crashed the waves

Over the cold and watery graves

Of sailors and ships.

Over the reefs the breakers roared

And far down below dead men implored

Neptune and Poseidon.

To carry those merchantmen home to their wives

To spare them their lives.

And the Gods were appeased.

Over the reefs the wind still moans

With the sounding of groans

Of the sallow faced ensigns

Who had no time to do no crimes

That would have tainted their souls.

Over the reefs the moonlight rolls.

Static now no billowing sails

No cat o’nine tails.

Harmony has grown  (along with the coral)

In ships that were blown



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