The wharfie

[Mark A Becker]

Hey Joe-

Where ya going with that.... WHA...? HUH?... OOPs, sorry got that song stuck in my head...

Please read this to yourself (aloud) and you will find the places where the meter trips up...
When I get to this line- I resolve to set his vessel alight- my tongue falls apart.

The trips I take on the meter adversely impact my reaction to the story, and it is an OK story.

... Mark

I toil on the wharfs, all day I see
Magnificent ships that'll never carry me,
Welts on my back rise from the foreman's whip
If I fail to fully stock a single ship

I am fated to be a lowly stevedore,
loading and unloading, nothing more,
Shouted at by a toff all day and night,
I resolve to set his vessel alight

Ever-careful not to be seen,
I douse his deck with gasoline
I cut the ropes from the cleats
And set him and his yacht adrift