Three gallant sailors, ‘gainst the tempest bold,
Didst brave the wind, the waves, the rain untold.
The wind, a force of four, but rain more fierce,
With Steve and Neil in Lasers, Nigel’s pierce.
Steve from the start didst lead the valiant race,
Till Neil’s wind hole didst change his fateful chase.
The Lasers both, by handicap, prevailed,
But not the Topper’s sailor’s grip assailed.
In second contest Neil didst first depart,
With Nigel next, and Steve with troubled art.
Though Steve pursued, by third lap’s windward trail,
Again, his mainsheet’s knot did him assail.
Yet undeterred, he Neil chased, force five’s gust,
Till Neil’s capsize did grant him chance in trust.
Freed mainsheet’s snare, but Neil too swift did rise,
Steve’s narrow mark round did him there apprise.
And Nigel’s gain by handicap was known,
The frozen crew’s thanks shone as they had shown.
Thus ended Steve’s first run, yet series led,
With Neil and Andrew trailing in his stead.

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