Shipboard Humour         - Party Pieces
A Party was a regular excuse to reduce any boredom on board ( and sometimes for no reason at all). Some parties started with a couple of fellows having a beer and spontaneously developed into a "full blown" Party.
When a Party did develop everyone was required to "do a turn" and we all had our favourite solo items PLUS some that were ideal for communal efforts.

Below are some of  my favourites and I hope they ring a bell with some readers. Seeing them again takes me back to crowded, smoky cabins pumping out many decibels into whichever part of the world we happened to be in.
POEMS   ..... these  usually surfaced about an hour into a party
We also enjoyed  improving the poems of Rudyerd Kipling  and Robert Service (Eskimo Nell etc.,) which are NOT  reproduced here
SONGS...... this favourite normally came at the peak of the party.
Another favoured monologue
... or sometimes sung to a tune
of the singers choice
                                                         L.O.F. HUMOUR
A   TYPICAL  MONOLOGUE  RENDERED  AT  " SHIPBOARD PARTIES"
  ( others include  "Albert and the Lion "  " ABDUL the BULBUL EMIR"  etc.etc.)

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"This form of service shall be conducted on board tankers of the B.P.Petroleum Company
by those authorised by contract, long service, tankeritis, or other afflictions, to succour
and support those less fortunate Bretheren, who take it seriously.

HYMN   Bee Pee our help in cargoes past
            Our hope in ports to come,
            Expedite our cargoes fast,
            And keep us on the run.

            Despite the straining of our pumps
            Thy lines shall dwell secure,
            Sufficient fifty pounds alone
            Our bonuses secure

            Stretch out thine hand from Britannic House,
            And make our strippers strong,
            Then help us when the pressure falls
            To pass the buck along.

             And those who sit aloft with thee
             Make wise in water tubes,
             That we may strive unceasingly
             To carry Bee Pee LUBES.

              Be with us when our breakers arc
              And feed pumps go awry,
              Be with us in The Isle of Grain
              be with us when we die.

              And if we serve thee well in life
              When Gabriel's trumpet sounds,
              If we heaven's harbour berth
              forget to turn us round.

 
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The reading from the  Old Testament is taken from the
Eleventh chapter of the Book of ENERGUS  verses 1 to 23.

  1    And Noah said " Let us build an ark, for verily whatever the weather
        and the wages , we shall find and sail in one.

  2    And they builded an ark,and she was one hundred and eighty cubits in length
        twenty nine cubits in width, and from the bridge to the messroom was a
        Sabbath day's journey.

  3    And Noah said " Let us build  engines"
 
  4    And there was one among the Medes, Persians and Panamanians,
        Babcock son of Wilcox, a wise man who spoke saying
       "It is written of man that upon his belly he shall crawl and dust he shall eat
        all the days of his life"   
        Let us build Diesels, that all that is written shall come to pass.

   5   And it was so.

   6   And Noah said " Who shall feed and sustain us on our travels "and he chose  Ham.

   7   But there were among them , those murmured  exceedingly against Ham
        saying, "We are not sustained." 

   8   And Noah said unto Ham,"Get the hence, I shall have no Ham."

   9   And it was so, though Coffee, Kipper,and Curry powder were considered equal.

10    And the rain fell for forty-days and forty-nights

11    But on the 30th day there came a man on to Noah saying.
         See the animals which are fed on Manna from the skies cannot return their droppings
         and lo,  we are already a cubit below our " Winter marks".

12    And Noah said, "Let be,  all will be well"

13    But on the thirty fifth day came the man saying
        "Lo, all the animals save the wildcat continue to make dung
         and the freeboard is but a span of a man's hand and soon we shall all perish."

14     And Noah said, " Does the wildcat make dung also ?"

15     But the man was wise in the ways of the beasts of the fields
         and answered saying" Nay, it cannot, thus it is wild."

16    And Noah girded up his loins and went forward, even to the stem.

17    And it was even as the man had said,
         for the freeboard was but the span of a man's hand.

18    And Noah said, "Let the droppings be laid on to the poop
         layer upon layer of them let them be laid."

19     And it was so.

20     And Noah said, " Let the elephants be brought."

21     And they were brought even unto the poop.

22     And Noah said, " Let the elephants bow their heads and push,
         so that all may be cast upon the waters."

23     And it came to pass that thousands of years later, 
          Columbus discovered it.



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The reading from the New Testament is taken from
The Epistle of St.Bolt to the Arabians  chapter 1  verses 1 to 10.

   1    And it came to pass that a certain seaman
         journeyed unto Falmouth to join his ship.

   2    And he came nigh unto Plymouth,
        and tarried that he might drink wine.

   3    And there came unto him a certain woman of those parts saying,
         " Wither goest thou  ?"

   4     And he said, " Unto Falmouth, where a certain ship awaits me."

   5     And she spoke saying " Are not the women of Plymouth as fair ?
         Aye fairer than they of Falmouth, tarry awhile, and thou shall see."

   6     And he tarried all night.

   7     And he Knew.

   8     And he said unto her,
         "Silver and gold I have none,  for all that I had I have given unto thee."

   9      And she said unto him,
          "Siver and gold have I none like-wise, and all that I had I have given to thee,
           Get thee to an Apothecary less worse befall thee."

10      And he went exceedingly sad, saying
         "Woulds't that I like St.Peter had toiled all night, and caught nothing."

 

      
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A  PRAYER
            OH mighty Bee Pee, who out of they bountiful goodness hath divided
            the earth into clean and dirty oil,
            and hath compassed the sea about with pipelines, routes,and shuttles
            until day and night come to an end.

            Let not thy servants strive in vain against thine enemies,
            Because the Doxford, the Devil and Amplidyne go about
            like roaring lions, seeking to those that they may devour
            amongst them that remain steadfast in thy contracts.

            But  make the turbine thy  chariot,
            Ride always on the crossheads of thy diesels,
            that we surely trusting in thy defence,
            may not fear the loss of any vacuum,
            nor the all consuming fire of scavengers.
            
            All we beg for our sakes.

BENEDICTION
            The peace of Britannic House which passeth all understanding
             preserve thy minds in lethergy, thy soul in coma,
            and thy bodies in inertia, henceforth, and for ever more.

                                                            "  AMEN  "

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A more serious example of sailors ' wit
          
The Sailors version of the 23 rd Psalm

"The Lord is my Pilot; I shall not drift,
He lighteth me across dark waters,
He steereth me in the deep channels,
He keepeth my log,
He guideth me by the Star of Holiness
for His names sake;
Yea, though I sail amid thunder and
tempest of life,
I shall dread no danger, for Thou art with me,
Thy love, and Thy care, they shelter me,
In the HoAmeland of Eternity
Thou hast annointed the waves with oil
My ship rideth calmly.
Surely sunlight and starlight shall favour me
in the voyage I take
And I will rest
In th port of  my God forever."

by J.Woodie Hamilton U.S.Navy written in 1944
                   CHANT   
                      Bee  Pee  clean our tanks within us

                     RESPONSE  
                       And take all our Premium spirit from us.

                      HYMN    
                       The pumps that once were crowned by Shell
                       Are crowned by B.P. now.
                       And British this, and British that.
                       Adorn the tankers bow.

                       Where bottom ends danced cheerfully
                       Without unpleasant sound,
                       The turbines raise their Banshee's wail
                       And Bailey Boards abound.

                       But bless our strapped and welded hulls
                       And bless our Eye Hyes too,
                       Bless our Alfloc, Bless our Feed
                       We do it all for you.
                         Abdul Abulbul Amir


The sons of the Prophet are brave men
and bold and quite unaccustomed to fear
but the bravest by far in the ranks
of the Shah, was Abdul Abulbul Amir

If you wanted a man to encourage
the van or harass the foe from the rear
storm fort or redoubt, you had only
to shout for Abdul Abulbul Amir

Now the heroes were plenty and
well known to fame in the troops
that were led by the Czar
and the bravest of these was a
man by the name of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar

One day this bold Russian, he
shouldered his gun and donned
his most truculent sneer
Downtown he did go where he trod
on the toe of Abdul Abulbul Amir

"Young man" quoth Abdul "has life
grown so dull that you're anxious
to end your career?
vile infidel know, you have trod on
toe of Abdul Abulbul Amir".

"So take your last look at the sunshine
and brook and send your
regrets to the Czar
For by this I imply, you are going
to die, Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar".

Then this bold Mameluke drew his
Trusty skibouk saying "Allah!
Il Allah! Allah!"
and with murderous intent he
ferociously went for Ivan  Skavinsky Skava
This famous singalong song was written in 1877 by William Percy French for a concert in Trinity College.

On  London & Overseas Tankers this song was a party piece in which we all participated and enjoyed with a few beers late into the evening.
They parried and thrust, they
side stepped and cussed, of
blood they spilled a great part;
the philologist blokes who
seldom crack jokes, say that
hash was first make on the spot


They fought all that night 'neath
the pale yellow moon; the din it
was heard from afar
and huge multitudes came so
great was the fame of Abdul and Ivan Skavar

As Abdul's long knife was extracting the
life in fact he was
shouting Huzzah!
he felt himself struck by that wily
kalmuck, Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar

The Sultan drove by in his red
breasted fly, expecting the victor
to cheer
but he only drew nigh to hear the
last sigh of Abdul Abulbul Amir

There's a tomb rises up where the
Blue Danube rolls and graved
there in characters clear
is "Stranger when passing, oh
pray for the soul of Abdul Abulbul Amir".

A splash in the Black Sea one
dark moonless night caused
ripples to spread wide and far
it was made by a sack fitting close
to the back of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar

A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil
keeps 'neath the light of the cold
northern star
and the name she murmurs
in vain as she weeps
is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar

Peter Gardiner London E2
  In Daily Mail 27/01/01


Carriage Of Goods by Sea Shipowner's Liability

It is much regretted
That your goods are slightly wetted
But our lack of liability is plain
For our latest Bill of Lading
Which is proof against evading
Bears exception for sea water, rust and rain,
Also sweat, contamination,
Fire and all depreciation,
That we've every seen or heard of in ship.

On due examination,
Which we made at destination,
Shows your cargo much improved of, by the trip.
Furthermore the protest shows,
That the Master blew his nose,
And the hatches were demolished by a gale,
For we'll all stick together,
To prove it's heavy weather,
There's been a hurricane and typhoon, snow and hail.

So reserving all defences,
Alibis and false pretences,
We suggest it is your Underwriter man
Who's the guy that's out of luck,
For we always pass the buck,
An ode to a tanker

They say go to sea
And see the world
Such is the case, maybe
But I went to sea in a tanker
And all I saw was the sea

You went on watch when you joined her
And on watch you are forever more
In port twenty four hours is your longest stay
So you never get ashore

Forty five days from port to port
With never a break between
If you call that seeing the world
You can see it from Fiddlers Green

Banias, Tripoli and Sidon
Historical places may be
Drop both anchors and moor stern on
Four miles out in the sea

Then you go to a place, called Mena
Where you even get sand in your tea
A mad rush round to load cargo
And you are glad to get back to sea

They give you and East of Suez bonus
The reason you I must tell
If you get out there in the monsoon
You'd be far cooler in hell
Bound for Lands End for orders
You wonder where it will be
A hundred miles from nowhere
So, you are far better off at sea

And even if it's a home port
They hat the sight of you there
For they send a man down to harass you
To get you to  H…. out of here

Whether discharging or loading
You are just about a wreck
You hear a bang, a hissing of steam
And make a mad rush out on deck


The oil is gushing out through the plug
Just like pan on the boil
The Third Mate standing close by shouting
"Look Second Mate I've struck oil"

The Third Mate is cuckoo but harmless they say
At least he hasn't tried to bite us
But all tanker men go the same way
The disease is called tankeritis!

Now you go home on leave for a rest
And you think you have swallowed the anchor
But don't kid yourselves chums for the time has to come
To go back to the mad rush of the tanker

They say go to sea and see the world
But what has it done for me
I wish I had stayed at home on the farm
Instead of going to sea
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Albert and the Lion was the party piece of
Chief Officer C.E.D. BRIERLY which he delivered in the manner of STANLEY HOLLOWAY.   


      
ALBERT   AND   THE   LION

There's a famous seaside place called Blackpool
That's noted for fresh air and fun
And  Mr. and Mrs. Ramsbottom
Went there with Albert their son.

A grand little lad was young Albert
All dressed in his best; quite the swell
With a stick with an 'orses  ' ead on
The finest that Woolworth could  sell.

They did'nt think much of the ocean
The waves were fidding and small
There was no wrecks and nobody drownded
In fact, nothing to laugh at at all.

So,seeking for further amusement
They paid and went into the zoo,
Where they'd lions and tigers and camels
And old ale and sandwiches too.

There was one great big lion called Wallace
His nose was all covered in scars
He lay in a somulent posture
With his head on the side of the bars

Now Albert had heard about lions
How they were ferocious and wild
To see Wallace . laying so peaceful
Well, it did'nt seem right to the child.

So straightaway the brave little feller
Not showing a morsal of fear
Took his stick with the 'orses 'ead 'andle
And pushed it in Wallace's ear.

You could see the lion did'nt like it
For, giving a kind of a roll,
He pulled Albert inside the cage with him
And swallowed the little lad whole.

Then Pa, who had seen the occurance
And did n't know what to do next
Said:  Mother! Yon lion's ate Albert
And Mother said " Well I am Vexed   ! "
Yes we always duck the issue if we can,
'Tis a cause of grief sincere,
And we almost weep to hear,
You are claiming for your cargo wet with rain.
It really is a crime,
But you're only wasting time,
For our Bill of Lading clauses make it plain,
That from ullage, spill and seepage,
Water, sweat or just plain leakage,
Act of God, restraint of Princes, theft or war.
Loss and damage or detention,
Lock-out, stroke or circumvention,
Blockage, interdict or lost 'twixt ship and shore,
Quarantine or heavy weather,
Fog and rain or both together,
We're protected from all these and many more.

And it's very plain to see,

That our liability,
As regards your claim is absolutely nil.
So try your Underwriter,
He's a friendly sort of blighter,
And is pretty sure to grin and foot the bill.
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Then Mr. and Mrs. Ramsbottom -
Quite rightly when all is said and done
Complained to the animal keeper
That the lion had eaten their son.

The keeper was quite nice about it
He said what a nasty  mishap
'Are you sure that it's your boy he's eaten  ?
Pa  said "Am I sure  ?   There's his cap ! "

The manager had to be sent for.
He came and said " What's to do ? "
Pa said "Yon lion's ate  Albert "
And after we've paid to come in.

The manager wanted no trouble
He took out his purse right away.
Saying: " How much to settle the matter ?"
Pa  said " What do you usually pay"

But Mother turned a bit awkward
When she thought where Albert had gone
She said:" No ! Someone 's got to be summonsed"
So that was decided upon.

Then off they went to the police station
In front of the magistrate chap;
They told 'im what had happened to Albert
And proved it by showing his cap.

The magistrate gave his opinion
That no one was really to blame
And said he hoped that the Ramsbottoms
Would have further sons to their name.

At that mother got properly blazing
and "Thank you, Sir,kindly " she said
"What , waste all our time raising children
To feed ruddy lion's ?  Not Me."
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The above was written by Marriot Edger and Wolseley Charles in 1932
being published by Francis Day and Hunter