Here’s a poem, posted over at The Bilge, by Peter Radclyffe
It really made my day…
There must be some kind of way to publish this, said JB in The Bilge
It’s finished & I must find some way to pay these winter bills
Donn* has already been thru this & this might be his fate
So let us all wish her the best
The hour is getting late
All around the WBF** lookouts kept a view
While sailors, painters came & went
& a few well you know who
Outside in the distance, a Detroit diesel growled,
2 agents were approaching, the wind began to howl
(a little take-off of Bob Dylan's All Along The Watchtower)
Thanks Peter!
*Retired publisher in The Bilge
**Wooden Boat Forum