How much longer? He asks himself Sitting impatiently on the abandoned deck. How much longer do I have left? How much longer am I going to have to wait? The thirst for knowledge That once animated our adventurous explorer, That had put wind in his sails so to speak, Had of late mutated into a most turbulent torment.
As a young boy he marveled At the celestieal grandure (sic) of the ocean blue, Often wondering what lay hidden Deep in neptune's layer. His childhood curiosity would soon lead him to embark On a lifetime of scientific exploration Scouring the 7 seas. Feeling that he owed it to himself As well as to the future generations He carefully documented the details Of his numerous voyages in a journal He had kept to this day.
Each evening our intrepid voyager Would regain his quartos to meticulously record What the day at sea had taught him. But that youthful fascination had now turned to fear...