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Whale of a Tale

Tempest fury twist and thrust
Night sail defies all trust
Whales and minnows flair in the gust
Sleeping visions fill my head as the great
Atlantic rocks my bed
There is a rhythm that fills this place
Fills an empty relentless space
My boat is stuck on Moby's face
This is not a sail of grace
My clumsy oars are gone without a trace
A nautical excursion that kept us pale
This ocean Gail becomes a Whale of a tale
 

 
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