We first arrived in October, on a crystal clear night
An IP370, she bobbed in the moonlight

Getting to Boothbay, always late, by far
Traveling East, as it seemed, towards a bright star

In selecting a name, we are quite new
According to Norm, Wind or Weather won't do

Vessel and dinghy, ummm... what name seems right...
Stargazer and Twinkle
Moonshine and Tipsy
Moonbeam and Comet
We gravitate towards, a theme of the night

A traveling spirit is fueling our dream
Some Viking decent, draws us North so it seems

To the land of the "Midnight Sun" we do hope to sail
With Comet the dinghy fast on our tail

And so true to blind fate, she claims her name in our sights
For we typically board, her stern at Midnight.