‘Twas the night before the cruise, when all through the house
Everyone was packing; have you seen Mom’s blue blouse?
The kids’ luggage was set by the back door with care,
In hopes that they’d remembered to pack formal wear.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of waterslides danced in their heads.
In the morning we got up and got coffee and fraps,
And we got to the terminal without needing a map.
When we got on the ship we avoided the clatter,
We sprang to the buffet to load up a platter.
Away to Guy’s Burgers we flew like a flash,
Next to the pools of kids making a splash.
The sun on the breast of the blue ocean waves
Made me think of a drink, which I started to crave.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a goofy British man who was holding a beer.
At the site of him, someone beside me yelled,
And I knew in a moment it must be John Heald.
More rapid than eagles the cruisers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and began to exclaim:
“Now Sunshine! now, Glory! now, Pride and Sensation!
On, Magic! On, Conquest! on Spirit and Elation!
To the Caribbean and to three ports of call;
Now cruise away, cruise away, cruise away all!”
Some cruisers stood by and waved their goodbyes,
As the ship’s horn blew and the sun set in the skies.
So up to the lido deck the cruisers they flew,
With cameras in hand to capture the view.