Madrid Maersk on a mission

Madrid Maersk is forever on a mission 
Sailing amidst the seven seas
On her hazardous commission
Cargoes containing continental coffees
Lavazza, Blue mountain, Roma and Intenso Expresso
All boxed up in crater Alpha on the basement below
Perched above this level is Beta stocked up with too many teas to say
Jasmine Pearls, Rose Congou, Russian Caravan and of course Earl Grey
These are just a few of the universal teas 
Theres’s Moroccan Green, Mint, Sencha 
Hundreds of different varieties

Charlie is the third deck just below the sea floor
Packed to the rafters with delicacies galore
Perfumes, powder puffs, makeups for mademoiselle
All stacked in storage shelves from the bow to the stairwell
Fourth floor on the Madrid is D for Delta
This is a sensitive storage compartment completely in shelter
Medicinal, aesculapian, therapeutic
Remedial, Salutary and Pharmaceutic
Each and every depository labelled from A to Z
The majority with names that I could never ever pronounce so what they actually are well it totally baffles me

Steaming through the salty seas 
This is not a fairweather freight
With necessary neediness
This can’t afford to be late
Looking like a long ghost ship on the line of the horizon
Delta deckline has dangerous goods so there shall be no compromising
Exports and Imports an indispensability
Continuum of connections
A prerequisite of undeniability
Our colossal oceanic cargo container
Madrid Maersk’s momentousness is an absolute no-brainer