In a thicket, with a compass, I am thinking about blubber. I use blubber for my candles. Iâ€™m the captain of a whaler. Some use tallow, I use blubber. It gets smoky in my cabin. Iâ€™m not in my cabin now. As I said, Iâ€™m in a thicket. Iâ€™m on shore leave for a fortnight. Iâ€™ve been hiking with the devil. Satan left me in a thicket on the wild and windy moors. But Iâ€™ve got my trusty compass and my pipe clamped in my jaws. I am smoking in the thicket. I hope to see my whaler soon. Donâ€™t go hiking with the devil. Keep your compass in your pocket. I am thinking about blubber. Blubber is my candle light. Itâ€™s a comfort in this thicket on the wild and windy moors to think of blubber candle light, for the devil trapped me in this thicket and it is a pitch black night.