Here's one for anybody who's ever anthropomorphized their ship/car/toys: One Little Ship The Ophelia sailed from New Haven, With silver and salt in her hold, The Captain was a young man, but seasoned, And the crew were all valiant and bold. They set out to carry their cargo Through the straits to the south of Cape Horn, They took on provisions aplenty But they were not prepared for the storm. A hurricane hit off Barbados The tiny ship tattered and tossed And before the tempest subsided The crew of Ophelia was lost. Ophelia, she drifted for hours But nary a man could she see She followed her course out of honor And love for her lost family. From Atlantic to Pacific Ocean, Up the west coast to Mulholland Bay, The Ophelia sailed into the harbor After seven long months and a day. But the men of Mullholland, they feared her, They could not understand what she'd done, And they chased her back out to the ocean, With the Bible, the torch and the gun. There's a lonely ship out on the ocean, And she does not know which way to steer, She will wander the seas 'till forever, When she cries... No one will hear.