Eriskay Ponies To The Rescue Poem by Ima Ryma

1941, World War II,
The S.S. Politician sank,
Not from attack as foes might do,
But from the weight of booze not drank.
We Eriskay ponies were brought
To salvage the whiskey galore.
Thousands of the cases they sot.
Of course it was all for the war.
Our island flowed with the stuff,
Hauled by us ponies from the sea.
The humans could not drink enough.
But that's just how the humans be.

Humans have some very pour taste,
Cannot let whiskey go to waste.