Ships Passing Through the Night
Two ships passing through the night,
The crew on deck wave across the sea.
The crew on the other ship wave in response,
Destinations unknown to either one.
Back at sea, the ships sail on,
Days and nights, too many to count.
A season passes, the waters grow colder,
Two ships pass through the night.
One ship in danger with an SOS,
The other one stops and tends its wounds.
The crew assists with engineers,
The ship’s boiler has exploded.
The captain whistles,
and out of nowhere a fleet appears.
All hands on deck is the command,
To right the ship to journey on.
Not one, not two, but six in total,
To lend a hand and expertise.
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