Bosphorus

Bosphorus

Black sea to the north

Sea of Marmara at the south

Fifty-five thousand ships go forth.

Istanbul resides on the mouth

Both sides bordering

A formal division couched,

To the west Europeans sing

In the east Asians toil

Suspension bridges bring.

Two miles across, the foil

Six thousand oil tankers

Carrying Russian Oil

Thirty-two Kilometers

Nearly four-hundred feet deep

Ancient war time barometer

Some fine authors tend to steep

Some fine authors love and keep.