Philip Carter (London)
'Mayday! Mayday! I need help'
The cry goes out to all
But is anybody out there
To respond to the desperate call
'Mayday! Mayday! ' He calls again
As the waves crash over his boat
With a badly damaged engine
He is like a twig afloat
'Mayday! Mayday! ' His last call
The radio now goes dead
Another soul is lost at sea
Another tear is shed.
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