A capital ship for an ocean trip
Was the Walloping Window Blind
No gale that blew dismayed her crew
Or troubled the captain's mind

The man at the wheel was taught to feel
Contempt for the wildest blow
But it often appeared when the weather had cleared
That he'd been in his bunk below

The boatswain's mate was very sedate
Yet fond of amusement too
He played hopscotch with the starboard watch
While the captain tickled the crew

And the gunner we had was apparently mad
For he stood on the cannon's tail
Fired salutes in the captain's boots
In the teeth of a booming gale

The captain sat in a commodore's hat
And dined in a royal way
On toasted pigs and pickles and figs
And gummery bread each day

But the rest of us ate from an odious plate
For the food that was given the crew
Was a number of tons of hot cross buns
Chopped up with sugar and glue

And we all felt ill as mariners will
On a diet that's cheap and rude
And the poop deck shook when we dipped the cook
In a tub of his gluesome food

Then nautical pride we laid aside
And we cast the vessel ashore
On the Gulliby Isles, where the Poohpooh smiles
And the Anagzanders roar

Composed of sand was that favored land
And trimmed in cinnamon straws
And pink and blue was the pleasing hue
Of the Tickletoeteasers claws

We sat on the edge of a sandy ledge
And shot at the whistling bee
The Binnacle-bats wore waterproof hats
As they danced in the sounding sea

On rubagub bark, from dawn to dark
We fed, till we all had grown
Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk
Came by from the torriby zone

She was stubby and square, but we didn’t much care
And we cheerily put to sea
And we left the crew of the junk to chew
On the bark of the rubagub tree

Lyrics submitted by Babouschka

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