The
old ship
Battle
misshaped now
The
battles fought on the sea
The
sailors were tired and grumpy
The
years on the sail
Battle
fought and lost
The
captain kept it on
Cutting
into the sea
The
quartered wind blew
The
white saliva rippled the sea
The
sailors just wished it was over
As
the sound splashed on the deck
The
captain stared ahead
The
overhead sky of cloudy cry
The
old ship sailed into port
The
changes had begun
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