Drifting in sea looking for land
Hoping to find something that is grand
For these seas hold the greatest treasures
In the end it could bring such wealthy pleasures
Should the sea pick up any storms
It could possible leave you to mourn
Rich wealthy seas are more deceiving than they seem
But even the calmest of seas hold more than you can dream
Pick and choose which sea you want to loom
Just know you could drown and be lead to your doom