I Dream Of Treasure Poem by Saleh Ben Saleh

I have a chart,
to a piece of art.
It's in a trunk,
In a ship that sunk.
I need the elite,
for the task to complete.
I'll pay in pound,
Once it's found.

The chest was grey,
with no decay,
but all alone,
I dare to stay.
Diamonds are bold,
and have a charm,
but the site of gold,
did keep me calm.

I'll toast a drink,
to the fools I'll wink.
I'll be discreet,
in pub or street.
If all goes well,
In skies I'll dwell.
When all is done,
My past is gone.