Sea Berth

 Loneliness hung from each dark cloud
Like a misty, louring, funereal shroud
Vessels passing in the night
Each recognised the other’s plight

Come, she said, come ye and sup
From my yoni’s loving cup
Sailor thou art lonely, lost as I
Prithee sir do not sail by

Thy harbour’s in my fecund flesh
And comfort in my arms enmesh
To banish the melancholy of this earth
Bold sailor, let me give thee berth

Be warned young maid I beg of thee
Tis my intention to stay free
I ‘ll be no part of  parson’s flock
And will not marry thee ere we dock

Though for thy flesh I’ll ever yearn
It’s to the sea I will return
For she is my one true lover
l'll cleave to her before all  other

But for this night, this night alone
I’ll drop my anchor then be gone
To another port, another wench
Another pair of thighs to clench

By light of dawn away he crept
Left her lying where they’d slept
Lusty deeds had swift been done
Now she is left to nurse their son