The boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but he had fled, And a staggering piece of insight Kept running around in his head.
When the flame of truth hits the ship of state And the tides of time are turning, They tend to bucket the captain When the ship is what is burning.
Bruce Petty, 1972
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