Long lost sailor lad 💙

All around and “Bon voyage!!” to those white cliffs of Dover

I sailed my ship like a seafaring rover

I shouted “Ship Ahoy!!” to a lass Nancy Glover

Who was waving at me knee deep in clusters of green leafy clover

Well of course I waved my arms up into that salty air

As I reminisced about our rendezvous we once had there 

I can recall it was on English soil and not a foreign affair

But I was a trifle concerned at her determined stare

So without any further adieu and with no time to waste

I turned my boat around in an immediate haste

I had a frightful feeling inside of me and an awful bad taste

That this lass was looking through her binoculars my way with love and fanciful chaste

Huh I am not your true lover and I apologise if you are sad

But I have no intentions of becoming a Dad

Our little fling was merely a momentous fad

Fare thee well my bonny lass from your long lost Sailor lad…