Those were the days when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.
The leviathan raged in the seven seas.
Whales were hunted for blubber,
to be turned into oil and then exotic perfumes for women,
and for bone to be turned into scrimshaw
and fancy jewelry.
All ludicrous, done by all countries.
One man, Captain Ahab, stood on the high seas
seeking revenge for his lost leg.
The leviathan he chased
was the real master of the oceans.
Moby Dick, the great white whale,
could capsize a ship with his tail.
There was no hook that could catch him.
The water would boil when he was trapped in nets
ripped to shreds by his mighty strength.
Bruised and maimed because of his fame,
Moby Dick was outnumbered on the high seas.
Captain Ahab, tied on Moby Dick’s bleeding back,
was taken under forever, along with his hatred.