The boat made of love and hope

as lovely as a field of flowers,

swaying slightly on the beach 

like a palm tree on the brilliant beach.

The boat made of jealousy and hate 

as dull as the rain,

as bold as the bottom of the ocean,

like a old diamond in the sky.

The boat made of sadness 

as depressed as a lonely, mad monkey,

crying on the banana pot,

like a leprechaun at the end of the dull rainbow