The battleship

The battleship
With the gorilla
To sail it
Into the wood chippings

Now it has four legs
To walk on land with
As hyenas’ mob it
With cut throat razors

The grave calls out
Leave your shells behind
The grave sang out
Come visit me, sailor

The battleship
Was fed through the wood lathe
No, no, don’t throw me into the skip
Said the albatross to the deck hatch

Worms, dangling from the radar mast
Sang Tamla Motown songs
As the sea blew a kiss

In the morning, arrived
Many hubcaps
With boarding passes
To eat the ships mess
And to drag the battleship
Through the streets