The boy stood on the burning deck
And felt the urge to piddle
His pee transformed the flames to steam
And he stewed in the middle
'God, that was close,' the captain said
He smiled, he laughed, he far ted
A passing spark ignited it
KaBoom! Now they've departed.
the boy stood on the burning deck
his elbow was to the mast
he would not move a bleeding inch
til Oscar Wilde got past
but Oscar was a wiley bird
he tossed the lad a plum
and when he stooped to pick it up....