1 October 2012
The Mayflower,
With 5 masts,
And monsters
It away casts.
It's not a flower,
That grows in may,
It's used to doing
What the Pilgrims say.
100 has sailed halfway,
And 50 has died,
Sorrowful loved ones,
50, had sadly sighed.
The Pilgrims completed,
Indians had a truce,
One is Indian is called Kwasi,
And a Pilgrim's name is Bruce.
They had a vast feast,
Chicken and bread,
The Indians and
Pilgrims, well fed.
Now became a new race,
Until Columbus has came,
Every explorer,
Has his/her own little fame.
Explorers • Opuss № I