Zim Zum
Zim Zum
A gift for King Neptune
In request of smooth sailing
A silver coin offered
Cast in the water
In the slip Zim Zum lay
Launched first time as Zim Zum
Newly christened as Zim Zum
Fourteen foot sloop rig
With a good amount of sail
A boy, dad, and grandpa
Raised up the tall mast
Bent on the mainsail
To catch Zim Zum’s first wind
At first we’re becalmed
Not a breeze
Not a breath
Not a whisper of wind
Then the silver coin offered
Caught the King’s attention
Commanded Aeolus
The wind god Aeolus
To give us some air
From the west up the channel
Cat’s paws on the water
A good breeze had come up
And filled our mainsail
Crossed the channel from Doty
On a broad reach we crossed it
Reached the buoys and marina
Off Riverside Park
Then came about downwind
Catching it downwind
Running free to our launch slip
First sail a success!
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