danger on the rocks
in the tight jetties trying
to make a way to port
with one engine and water
swallowing
and I bailed one eye
to the shore and two on her *******
she was the bosses daughter
and well bred
a worthy mate
she heaved and hoed as I did
her bucket filled as mine was
throwing salty water over the port
bow with arms as smooth
as any sailor but no tattoos
until later
she had an anchor tattooed
on her , well keel,
when we made shore
and sank into the white beach
she said welcome aboard
and I took off my sea legs
and white sailors cap and saluted her,
gave an ahoy to all who could hear