Dinghy of Joy
Dinghy, dinghy, you are my love
Dinghy, dinghy, oh dinghy
Just a bathtub with a sail,
but you captured my heart.
Even when I lost control
and drifted straight
into the other club’s powerboat.
You know I forgive you.
It was clearly my fault.
And it was the other club’s boat anyway…
And the harbour master didn’t see us.
Oh dinghy, I believe in you,
my little dinghy of joy and trial,
of terror and delight.
No one else to blame
for my mistakes,
Dinghy, save me now,
No, please save me right now…
The great wide open sea
cannot compete with you.
You will see me through.
Dinghy, I love you.
An original psyconym creation to the tune Birds of a Feather
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