On This Ship Poem by Richard Jarboe

On this ship the sailors wake up
When the engines stop,
If the ship is not humming,
Then the ship is not running
And that'll perk you up.

You might start thinking problems;
You might start thinking troubles;
You might start thinking issues,
Like being buried in bubbles.

You might start thinking about the captain
And wonder who's in charge,
Because you know it's hard to maneuver
Anything on a ship this large.