“One Day a Ship Will
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Come ...”
One day a ship will come With everything ordered, aboard: We’ll find the cement and the ben zine’s been sent And lashings of twine and of cord.
With all true to list there’ll be nothing that’s missed— And there on the beach we shall grin As the loaded-up jeep gives a gay homeward leap— The day that the ship comes in.
One day a ship will come With everything ordered with care— The varnish and glue, and the little things, too, We wanted for fixing the chair.
We will open each case with a smile on our face, With usual wallop and din, To find all is there, and some things to spare— The day that our ship comes in.
One day a ship will come With everything ordered intact: The rice and the sacks and the little brass tacks, And nothing that’s busted or cracked.
There’ll be cases of meat, and plenty to eat The iron, and sugar, and tin: Except we’ll have gone to the looney bin on The day that that ship comes in!