Jessica Watson Floats Her Boat
(with apologies to John Masefield)

I must go down to the sea again
To the lonely sea and the sky
And all I ask is a tall ship
And a tanker with which to collide

For though I’ve talked up this solo trip
I’m only sixteen, by christ
And all I want is to be a kid
So with a tanker I think I’ll collide

I must go down to the sea again
For the PR’s already begun
And smashing a pointless record
I’m told’s my idea of fun

I must go down to the sea again
Though it’s pure luck I didn’t die
Boldly I’ll start afresh–– and then
Find a tanker with which to collide

I must go down to the sea again
And spend a teenage year alone
But if I can really write-off the boat next time
Perhaps they will let me stay home