us away—tell me
that’s the one, coming
here, that sank.
If that is the one, I’ll give a Bronx cheer,
adding on “not this time, fella!”
Of course another boat will arrive—
one that can’t be sunk by a host of nuclear
bombs. Someone or something on board
will shout my name, adding on “We’ll
show you, get in now!” And I will, scared
but proud I held out—such a fierce while.