Time of the Month

The scene could be unspeakable
Blood seen on the boat
Menstrual? Sounds plausible
Knickers were afloat

A case, perhaps, of stitched grievance
Of a man who held a grudge
Someone completely out of balance
But who am I to judge?

Coppers combing the boat deck
With their ponderous dullness
They were here to check each speck
No good copper’s careless

‘Oi! You lot! Get off my ship!’
A drunken sot arrived
She’d been below having a kip
The victim had survived

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