damerell

There once was a ship in a canal,
And the name of the ship was a bit banal.
The wind blew hard, her bow digged in,
Oh, my TEU, oh.

Soon may the JCB come,
To dig the clay that sticks like gum,
One day when the tugboat is done,
We'll take our leave and go.

She had not hit the bank before,
But fuses popped and round she wore,
The captain called all hands and swore,
"Oh balls we cannot go."

Soon may the JCB come (etc)