The sea crashes in, rolls up, over and through

My crew scramble for their lives, what else could they do

The sea washes everything off from the deck

Poor Micky Thumbs stumbles, falls, breaks his neck

Before he can be reached, he to is swept down deep

The roiling sea and its long dead, his soul will keep

The boat rolls deadly way onto its side

Abandon ship, abandon ship my crew start to cry

A moment, a life time, the ship comes up right

I, and my crew will remain, will stand, will fight

Before we could Rally, muster or regroup

A Gaussian wave hits, taking my boat and all to boot