A Christmas Poem by Seabourn
A Christmas Poem by Seabourn T’was the night before Christmas, when all through the landPeople wished they were cruising on Seabourn and HollandChefs normally working and ships spic and spanBut COVID was lurking and so this year no tans The guests usually nestled all snug in their bedsWhile visions of adventures danced in their headsAnd...