War Against the Sea
Upon this briny sea we sail
Forty days and counting still
Raging waves, the sea's betrayal
Yay, our nets stock full of krill
So should the ocean mist
Blow yonder and most high
Do not pause, we must persist
As demons, the waves draw nigh
Hoist the sails and turn about
Pray yon sails the wind will catch
Weary seamen cast no doubt
She'll endure, this storm's no match
Before this day was done,
We ey'd the bay at last
Thoughts of the fight we'd won
And the battle had come to pass!
Forty days and counting still
Raging waves, the sea's betrayal
Yay, our nets stock full of krill
So should the ocean mist
Blow yonder and most high
Do not pause, we must persist
As demons, the waves draw nigh
Hoist the sails and turn about
Pray yon sails the wind will catch
Weary seamen cast no doubt
She'll endure, this storm's no match
Before this day was done,
We ey'd the bay at last
Thoughts of the fight we'd won
And the battle had come to pass!
2009© Zep
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