USS CONSTITUTION SONNET 1797
Small boys of nine or ten would sail away.
'Twas not thought strange that men brought them along.
The man-child sailors living day by day
Amongst the warriors. The siren's song
Unknown to one's so young, and life unknown
To untried babe's in arms. They boarded ships
And ate and slept and worked, and when alone
Perchance dreamt of the land lifeel that slipped
Away. The powder monkey, small and spry,
His life at risk when warring starts. The guns
Must fire! More powder,Boy, or you will die!
Good work, my boy! We got 'email on the run!
A ship will live when people know her worth.
And so she lives because of noble birth.