ShantyA Poem by Nevilleif you can't taste the salt then I urge a swift re-fillShanty With anchors dropped and duly set, where ere
we ever docked .. Upon these
salty seas of ours, seven heartbeats were truly felt ..
Weigh anchor when the deed is done, several
other vessels shot ..
One in every port at least, say’s I, each
fucked, to kingdom come ..
Come virgins, wives n mistresses, we cannot,
leave half cocked .. © 2024 NevilleAuthor's Note
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