Convict Poem by Sasha Julia

Goodbye to my homeland, my country,
For I shall not see you again,
They told me today,
I'll sail away,
Where my new life is to begin,

I will have to go,
So full of woe,
Oh how I will grieve
When the time comes to leave,
I will miss England so,

They're shipping me off,
For nicking some cloth,
To cover my back,
It was worn and rough,
And not nearly enough,
To help get the warmth I lack,

Goodbye to my homeland my country,
And as I'll sail away,
Around the mast the wind will play,
I'll see my new life 'cross the sea.