MAYFLOWER COMPACT

The year 1620,

One hundred and two sail

For the glory of God,

A new land did they hail.

For King and their country,

In the presence of God

Did covenant themselves

A body politic. Awed.

But just one year later

Only fifty-five remained.

In spite of their hardships,

Their God had sustained.

And Chief Massasoit

With ninety fellow braves

Hunted and killed five deer,

Food enough for three days!

A grand Thanksgiving feast

With their Indian friends,

And a treaty of peace.

The Pilgrims did transcend.