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Everything would have been well if the ship had not been becalmed and the first mate hadn’t taken it into his head to check the cargo in the hold. He took fright when he saw me and by the time he was back on deck he was speaking gibberish. The crew, convinced there was a devil on board, abandoned ship.
However, what had really frightened the first mate was that the rat was wearing sunglasses and lounging in a deck chair. Getting the ship back to shore wasn't going to present too much of a problem to him:
Sumatran rat
In shades and hat
On striped deck chair
Without a care.
The scared first mate
Just would not wait
To fully check
That peaceful deck
And note the rat
In shades and hat
Was not a threat
Instead,upset,
He left the deck
A shattered wreck
His frightened crew
Who saw him, knew
Some monster lay
To wait for prey.
And left the craft,
Both fore and aft.
A shock for rat
In shades and hat.
He kept his cool,
No rodent fool.
And checked the map
(Resourceful chap)
Though rodents hate
To navigate
He knew the score
And sailed for shore...