Instructions In times of famine Lead lantern-laden horses Along the headland To confuse with lights Captains who might Misjudge how close The coast is and break Their ships apart On black rocks Then ring everyone Awake with the bell And tell them to Have at it Heave bags of meal Meant for other mouths Onto the horses’ backs And sway triumphantly Into the village But don’t kill the crew Let them woo and marry Your daughters who Within a year will give birth To blue-eyed children Who can never seem to Stop staring at the sea
You are really on a roll recently. Excellent work Austin.