Battle Of The Sea Poem by Cody O'Hara

Out on the rolling sea
Cannons are the king's final decree

Two ships, enemies at heart
Met with clashing iron and dancing spark

The sea rose up on high
All over sailors sweared, and cried

For today they could meet Davy Jones
Beneath the waves would sit their bones

Grape, chain, and round shot flew
Under smoke and above the sea of blue

The captains yelled above the din
Keep on, today we must win

Both sides fought on and on
Till they boarded and met one on one

Sabres slashed and pistols cracked
Eventually one was left sacked

Off with treasure and spoils o' war
Went the victorious sailors to their homeland's shore