There once was a sailor named Bill Who skippered Starduster with skill But he missed competition He had racing ambition A one-design fleet was his thrill. So he started collecting the Stars Searching hither and yon, near and far Drove all over the west Searching only the best His persistence was quite above par Of course, some of them needed work But that never caused Brosius to shirk He sanded and glassed Welded more than one mast We’re sure it drove Cecilia berserk At last he could see at his float Boat after boat after boat Glass ones and wood He sure had done good Oe’r his fleet he had reason to gloat But one aspect of this was a pain Starseeker kept filling with rain Though the tarp was of plastic The wind was too drastic All the pumping was really a pain So we’ve crafted a tarp to repay you For your time and your help and what say you In the bow it is long In the grommets quite strong Now the bilge will no longer dismay you. Mary Campbell
Mary read this aloud at the October Meeting, before presenting Bill with a boat cover.
Ed.