I Give Up

I moved the mountains,

Repaired a broken space craft;

replaced the battered raft paddles,

But it wasn't enough to appease.

 

I rechecked the starboard and the hull, 

Made a boat as majestic as the Noah's ark;

I checked the woodwork, it was made of the finest cider, 

But it wasn't enough to put an end to the barking. 

The chassis had no crisis,

The engine oil was of the finest quality;

No sign of a mutiny or an expensive gluttony;

But no, it still wasn't good enough. 

Up is what I give you,

And no, I am not giving you up;

I just have three words remaining,

I GIVE UP.