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Sea Sickness
GS (April 7 1936 / Moe Victoria Australia)

Sea Sickness

Poem By George Savige

We went out fishing in a boat,
Charlie, Wal and me.
As it was cold, we wore a coat,
Fishing on the sea.

I bought along some milk to drink,
And a bit of stew,
And Wally said to me, I think,
'Can I have some too? '

I warned him not to eat too quick.
He didn't hear my plea.
So poor old Wally, he got sick,
And threw up in the sea.

I never saw him look so sad
And never quite so pale.
He said he never felt so bad,
While leaning on the rail.

And leaning there he caught my eye,
These words he said to me,
'Will I get worse before I die? '
Then threw up all his tea.

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apparently if you're as bad as he you can't get worse from sickness of the sea
Awesome write. Enjoyed reading it made me laugh. Very consistent rhythm.
Humorous poem, George. I enjoyed it. Kind of the same rhythm as 'The Owl and the Pussycat'. I see that you haven't submitted anything to this site for almost three years. I hope you are still around and healthy and will get to see all these nice comments people are leaving. Congratulations on having this poem selected as poem of the day!
A very touching scene, wonderfully painted using simple but appropriate words, on a poetic canvass.
Very amusing. Very well written.