The Boyhood of Raleigh
Entranced, he listens to salty tales
Of derring-do and giant whales,
Uncharted seas and Spanish gold,
Tempests raging, pirates bold.
And his friend? ‘God I’m bored.
As for Jolly Jack, I don’t believe a word.
What a way to spend the afternoons,
The stink of fish, and those ghastly pantaloons!’