Diamonds Are Forever - ode to a fish

Fishy smell and no plus days
A flying fish had gone astray
Up and down, while westward weaving
My senses, they were not decieving

While wandering on the coach roof
Looking for more clues
Sara found the culprit
A mess of fishy blues

Not exactly treasure
It even hit the sail
Re-united, undivided
Onwards west we sail

The treasure hunt, it was designed
To add some competition
But as port team lost the game
There was a new decision

The penalty was buckets of cold water on the head
But with negotiation, water went elsewhere instead

Cold water,felt like 22
And while the breeze was light
Ali found a new hair do
before we'd fly the kite


Nancys food amazing
She was crowned "Mother Queen"
Luna claimed it first time
A cabbage her mouth had seen

A quiet 24 hour stint
Except for 2 o'clock
Perhaps the crew were practicing
Some spinning at the dock

Somewhere in the compass rose
Again we'd find rge breeze
Finally a nor'easterly
Two seventy with ease

Alice