Goodbye Maldives, we hate to see you gov, But now it is time for our sea legs to grow. Male is a beauty as well as a beast. We stopped for the girls to stock up on sweets. The Arabian Sea is the next we will cross, Dang! I sure make a really good boss. To Oman, we go. It’s next on our list. I hope none of the locals ever get pissed. Now it is time to go back to ship food. Argo is singing. She’s in a good mood. This rhyme is awesome, but no Edgar Poe, Goodbye Maldives, now we must go.