All around the wind howled

dumming down our calls

'help! help!' we cried

yet barely hear it ourselves.

On a ship adrift in a stormy sea

the crew all gone

just you the reader

and of course me.

What would you do

just carry on and read

find out how

I helped we?

Well I bet you are glad

that you are not here

not sharing what the writer

wants me to fear,

I let him ramble on for a few more lines

just talk to you

till he publishes his rhymes.

Thinks he is clever

leaving me at sea

think it should be banned

what these poets

do carefree.

Well here he comes to his big end

do I get recued

or do I drown,

thanks for the time I have had to chat

you never know he might

bring me back.