The untold want, of life and land ne'er granted,

Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find. 

– Walt Whitman

The Maggie S. Myers

The Maggie S. Myers

Had two handsome buyers

Captain Thumper and Jean

 Sighted and saw her clean

They saved her; a renaissance feat

From stem stern to cleat

One hundred and twenty years old 

For five thousand she sold

Historic Oyster schooner

Sails the Delaware Bay

Daybreak and sooner

Prevailing winds make her way

Commissioned  in eighteen ninety-three

Fifty feet long and  fifteen feet wide

From the Murderkill to the Bay she is free

Like a fat snow goose to glide

Eight to ten inches of hull

Thick skinned and beefy

Rarely a lull

Breaking bay ice easy

It was love at first sight 

Friend proudly said

Sailing, working all her might

Diligently , many are fed 

Low to the water 

And dredges by hand

Never she falter

Always she's grand

On fourth of July

Food drink and song

She entertains I 

And all who come along

The Maggie S. Myers

Has two handsome owners

Captain Thumper and Jean

A song to be seen