[Toad is Ready]

Old fashioned boat oil
pine tar, linseed oil, and turps
the smell of spring time

Once upon a time
In a nearby land
In the little town
of Bowdoinham
Painters and singers
Dancers too
Would float on the Toad
'Neath the sky so blue

Its been a while
since the Toad set sails
with artists and snacks
packed to gunwales

But its spring again
and hope does boom
that we might get
to go yarting soon.

[Flashback from Sara Nics]