Bertie Bear and the Beautiful Boat Balloon

Bertie Bear, 
Amid starry air,
Sips from his pot of tea.
And underneath, the world's asleep,
As Bertie Bear,
Sails free.

His boat-balloon,
Beneath crescent moon,
Floats across the lonely miles.
But Bertie Bear, so debonair!
Top-hatted,
Decked in smiles.

Oh, Bertie Bear,
Destination, forever-where.
He waves as he drifts by.
Voyaging the breeze, wandering on dreams,
Little sailor of
 The sky! 

 (Inspired by a model at the Lincolnshire Steampunk festival, 2025)