It used to be highlight of my little life
The destination within sight but separated by a watery grave
Little boat, little boat
Chu-ga-chug and take me with you
A step inside and a wobble
And a heart of joy
On the river but not getting wet
A small boy feeling very special
This link has many photos of the ferry I reminisce about in this little poem:
https://www.kingslynn-forums.co.uk/viewtopic.php?f=21&t=256
