The Marie Louie Poem by David Page- aka Harry Riley

Twenty men set off that day in the good ship Marie Louie
With a cargo of rum and a fine sail
And the devil for company

They were thrown off course when a storm blew up
And soon had run aground
The skipper was drunk and his ship was sunk
And most of the crew were drowned

In the Mariner's Rest they'll drunkenly jest
And blastheme the name of every ship blest
But strong men will quake and their fear you will see
If you whisper the name of the Marie Louie

For sea dogs will go where the hurricanes blow
And fight every monster that ever may show
But the one thing they dread when they're lost at sea
Is the curse of the ghost ship, the Marie Louie

'A ship to the rescue' up goes a cheer!
And tired men row to the safety so near
One man stands up
Shields his eyes from the sun
And wonders what terrible thing he has done

For there is a sight that he never should see
It's the curse of the ghost ship
The Marie Louie

By David Page aka Harry Riley