Crossing The Tub-Ulant Sea
Poem By Ronald E. Blacklock
Sixteen men set afloat
to cross the tub in a toy boat;
The water was rough like a tidal wave
because little Johnny wouldn't behave.
He kicked up a storm sending two overboard
and his mama cried out, "My Lord!"
I guess it was a prayer for those lost at sea,
but then she turned Johnny over her knee.
The storm quickly ended and the water was calm,
till Johnny sunk that boat with some kind of bomb;
He wanted back in the water to rescue those men
but his mamma said, "no", and that was the end.