The people doubt what I proclaim
But I will win the fight
When I expose the dragon’s lair
And bring the truth to light
The thing with planes is obvious
The thing with boats is not
The way they float does not make sense
And theories I’ve not got
They claim cement canoes exist
And that must be a lie
But I can’t think how they fake them
Although I often try
And aircraft carriers should sink
The hulking metal frame
But yet they don’t, somehow they drive
The roaring sea to tame
Perhaps they’ve got some giant legs
To keep above the waves
But I’m not sure if that is how
Their buoyancy is saved
Perhaps the engineers consult
Occult and ancients books
To hex the steel that makes the things
I give my askance looks
Whatever is their sorcery
Just know I do not trust
The planes and boat of modern craft
They should be left to rust