He lived on a houseboat, out to sea.

  He had lived there since 1963

  The year's 2007

  And Life was Hell...

  The boat rocked side to side,

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  On fateful day down by the seaside

  Water turned inside the boat,

  Drunk in rage, the old man made ‘em float,

  Out to sea and in a storm,

  Water poured and poured and poured,

  But he couldn’t leave his place of home,

  So

  He sat there until it capsized.

  The remains were found in the houseboat, out to sea

  He’d lived there since 1963

  Dead as a doornail as Charles would say,

  Charlie sat there dead as dried hay,

  At peace with life,

  At peace with the world,

  All Cause little houseboat couldn’t stand the storm.