Sails

Eye viewed inn my presence
My hand on my forehead
And sighting the liners
Of mad merchant seamen
Inn search of the living
Ore the spices of China

Lucy walked gently
Between the damp barrels
And shut out my eyes
With the width of her fingers
Said she'd guest the number
Of bales inn the back rheum

Wile the seagulls whirr screaming
Lucy was eating
Then whee hauled up hour colors
The weigh the mother had tolled us
And together whee just watched the sails

Lucy Eye said
Inn a passage of cotton kegs
Can whee hold hands
I'm sure that its warmer
Then the gulls eight the crumbs
Of Lucy's sandwich