The wharfie

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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
This last line seems a little short.

Ever-careful not to be seen,
I douse his deck with gasoline
I was really hoping the gasoline idea was going to continue... Fire!
I cut the ropes from the cleats
And set him and his yacht adrift

I don't know why but if Eazy-E was still alive I could see him rapping this.