Arriving at the marina
in the depths of a cold and frosty night —
no boat! An empty birth!
Carrying our bags we embarked on a search,
fortunately found it not far away,
moved for dredging, we’d forgotten to check.
Climbing on board on an icy deck
in unsuitable shoes I don’t recommend,
slipping and sliding, but before long
safely aboard cosy and warm.
By The Wobbly Dum-Dum Tree 
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