For that Cap'n Ki - you get the whole thing!

Actually, I do smile sweetly on occasions when my cast iron stomach has left me the only one still happily sailing into the blue yonder while others have disappeared mysteriously - maybe not as far below as you suggest though!

The Mermaid
It was Friday morn when we set sail
And we not far from the land
When our captain he spied a mermaid so fair
With a comb and a glass in her hand

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors were sitting up the top
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below
And the landlubbers lying down below

The up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a well-spoken man was he
"I have married a wife in Salem town
And tonight a widow she will be"

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors were sitting up the top
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below
And the landlubbers lying down below

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And a greasy old cook was he
"I care more for my kettles and my pans
Than I do for the roaring of the sea"

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors were sitting up the top
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below
And the landlubbers lying down below

Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship
And a dirty little brat was he
"I have friends in Boston town
And they don't care a ha-penny for me"

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors were sitting up the top
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below
And the landlubbers lying down below

Then three times around went our gallant ship
And three times around went she
And the third time around she went down
And sank to the bottom of the sea

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors were sitting up the top
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below
And the landlubbers lying down below