I enjoy writing poetry which most would call doggerel. I write other poetry as well, but I like writing rhyming verse just for sheer fun. Here is one I wrote for a magazine issue with a pirate theme.
© 2004 Mollie Pearce McKibbon
There was an old sailor who told the tale Of a dark pirate ship without a sail. This ghostly vessel was ever at sea But not always seen by you or by me. He said if I followed the moon at night My eyes would see a mysterious sight. A ship would appear, all battered and worn, With skeleton crew and captain forlorn. Forever they’d search the ocean wide, Looking for treasure tossed over the side. In the deepest part of the watery main Where guppies play and octopus reign, Is an iron chest locked with silver key, Full of pretty jewels and gold money. The fish swim over it every day Where whales serenade and sea horses neigh.
The old sailor winked when he told me his yarn, And showed me a map he had under his arm. “Here’s the very spot where it sank. It’s better than silver you’ve got in the bank.” The sailor was smart, my he was clever! Now, like the ship, I’m searching forever!