THE UNKNOWN DOCKER

The brown coloured liquid stood in a pint glass 
He was standing at the bar his secrets he would not pass
The cigarette he smoked was now on his lips 
Sure was a hard life working on board ocean ships 

He drank his beer no noise he made 
The locals looked at him were very afraid 
This man wore tattoos on his skin 
His bodyframe was large and his patience was thin 

If you want my advice leave this docker alone 
Should you upset him he will break every bone