Charles Edward Carryl

(30 December 1841 – 3 July 1920 / New York City, New York)

The Walloping Window Blind

Poem by Charles Edward Carryl

A capital ship for an ocean trip
Was the Walloping Window Blind.
No gale that blew dismayed her crew
Or troubled the captain's mind.

The man at the wheel was taught to feel
Contempt for the wildest blow.
And it often appeared when the weather had cleared
That he'd been in his bunk below.

The boatswain's mate was very sedate,
Yet fond of amusement too;
And he played hopscotch with the starboard watch
While the captain tickled the crew.

And the gunner we had was apparently mad
For he stood on the cannon's tail,
And fired salutes in the captain's boots
In the teeth of a booming gale.

The captain sat in a commodore's hat
And dined in a royal way
On toasted pigs and pickles and figs
And gummery bread each day.

But the rest of us ate from an odious plate
For the food that was given the crew
Was a number of tons of hot cross buns
Chopped up with sugar and glue.

We all felt ill as mariners will
On a diet that's cheap and rude,
And the poop deck shook when we dipped the cook
In a tub of his gluesome food.

Then nautical pride we laid aside,
And we cast the vessel ashore
On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles
And the Anagzanders roar.

Composed of sand was that favored land
And trimmed in cinnamon straws;
And pink and blue was the pleasing hue
Of the Tickletoeteasers claws.

We climbed to the edge of a sandy ledge
And soared with the whistling bee,
And we only stopped at four o'clock
For a pot of cinnamon tea.

From dawn to dark, on rubagub bark
We fed, till we all had grown
Uncommonly thin. Then a boat blew in
On a wind from the torriby zone.

She was stubby and square, but we didn't much care,
And we cheerily put to sea.
We plotted a course for the Land of Blue Horse,
Due west 'cross the Peppermint Sea.

Comments about The Walloping Window Blind by Charles Edward Carryl

  • Joey Markenson (2/25/2020 8:16:00 PM)


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  • Harshita singh (10/31/2019 6:13:00 AM)

    It is a pretty nice poem, I kinda liked it a lot(Report)Reply

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  • Albert Einstein (5/13/2019 10:32:00 AM)

    this poem sounded like a fat fart(Report)Reply

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  • JJ Smith (1/20/2019 2:12:00 AM)

    This version seems to have been politically correctified I recall that the cook was Dutch and behaved as such. Also, the crew had grown uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk sailed up.(Report)Reply

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  • Mimmi (9/14/2018 8:06:00 AM)

    The purpose is fun. What's wrong with that?(Report)Reply

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  • Brian Tuominen (7/28/2018 3:26:00 AM)

    Not the same version as I read in the 1960's from Favourite Poems to Read Aloud, but certainly a pleasant memory to run across it again.(Report)Reply

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  • Linda Payton (6/2/2018 7:47:00 PM)

    I found this poem in some papers from my grammar school days.(Report)Reply

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  • Joe Martino (2/18/2018 2:33:00 PM)

    I remember it from grade school days, in the 1930s. I used to sing my children to sleep with it.(Report)Reply

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  • Smelly Cookie (2/8/2017 1:41:00 PM)

    lick my cat john cena you fat idiot(Report)Reply

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  • Smelly Cookie (2/8/2017 11:12:00 AM)

    eat some bread berry 'fart noise'(Report)Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (1/14/2017 5:57:00 PM)

    .....okay so this is the third posting of the same poem,
    and each with a different title... why?
    'The Walloping Window Blind'
    'A Capital Ship'
    ' A Nautical Ballad'(Report)Reply

    Smelly Cookie(2/8/2017 11:14:00 AM)

    I have crippling deppression

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  • John Smith (11/24/2016 10:42:00 AM)

    I remember this poem from school when I was about 7 or 8 years old in 1938. It was a favorite of mine but it was set to music and we sang. I always thought it was a song. I still remember the words and tune and we sang gunnery bread instead of gummery bread.(Report)Reply

    Banjo Brad(1/31/2018 8:03:00 PM)

    I remember this from an old 10 record of sea songs when I was about 7 or 8 in the late 1940s. I've been trying to find the words so I can work out the melody (which I also remember) and play it on banjo.

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  • Kim BarneyKim Barney (1/24/2016 4:11:00 PM)

    A fun children's poem, I'm sure. I will try it on my grandchildren and see how they like it.(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (1/24/2016 3:02:00 PM)

    Oh! I am so charmed by this poem. The man is a delight - and I suspect a favorite at a child's bedtime.(Report)Reply

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  • Mannika S RaghavMannika S Raghav (1/24/2016 2:10:00 PM)

    Sailing, just sailing, were they?
    Or is there something else,
    The poet is trying to tell
    That I didn't get?(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/24/2016 1:02:00 PM)

    Superb poem with nice imagery.(Report)Reply

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  • Seema JayaramanSeema Jayaraman (1/24/2016 7:16:00 AM)

    A seaward journey of a bunch of assorted sea crew captured well.. forced ashore on a sandy ledge for a brief period and then off they go on another sea adventure...(Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (1/24/2016 4:32:00 AM)

    Nautical pride. Thanks for sharing.(Report)Reply

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (1/24/2016 1:09:00 AM)

    Amusing and entertaining stuff throwing light on human psychology and behavior displayed by the Captain of the ship and it's crew. Thanks for sharing.10 points.(Report)Reply

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  • Allison Greene (3/19/2015 4:00:00 PM)

    What is the purpose?(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004