The Ship of Hard Knocks
As the ship of hard knocks
goes sailing by,
I wait and wait and wait.
Will it stop and hit this rock
surrounded by seas so high?
With fingers, toes and everything crossed,
my eyes shut tight, so tight,
as the waves come thrashing, they do toss this ship
and like a fish we will take the bite.
You’re never sure if you’re due good luck
from this ship in this tumultuous life.
You can take control, stick two fingers up
and make the best of hardship and strife.
So, the ship of hard knocks may well stop by,
I will stick those fingers up,
hold my head up high, so high.
For this rock has been dealt
many, many woes
and it will capsize that ship
fear not, as it slow and bows…and bows…and bows.
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