““The Little Ship Have your forgotten the ship love I made as a childish toy, When you were a little girl love, And I was a little boy? Ah! never in all the fleet love Such a beautiful ship was seen, For the sides were painted blue love And the deck was yellow and green. I carved a wonderful mast love From my Father’s Sunday stick, You cut up your one good dress love That the sail should be of silk. And I launched it on the pond love And I called it after you, And for the want of the bottle of wine love We christened it with the dew. And we put your doll on board love With a cargo of chocolate cream, But the little ship struck on a cork love And the doll went down with a scream! It is forty years since then love And your hair is silver grey, And we sit in our old armchairs love And we watch our children play. And I have a wooden leg love And the title of K. C. B. For bringing Her Majesty’s Fleet love Over the stormy sea. But I’ve never forgotten the ship love I made as a childish toy When you were a little girl love And I was a sailor boy.””
