The little green pea.

The little green pea
He went to sea
He swims and floats
See's lots of boat

He travels near 
He travels far
Not for him a shiny car

A life at sea
Is such a joy
A nod and wink
From every bouy

To sea to see
The little pea.

I wrote this is 1975 whilst at university.
I had just entered the kitchen of a flat I shared with 4 other students.
One of them had just tipped some frozen peas into a saucepan of boiling water.
I do not know why, but it triggered in me the urge to write this little piece of doggerel.
I beg forgiveness.