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The Adrian Dorr
You have heard of tales 'bout giant white whales And squids with arms longer than oars But there's just no fright, like the site, in the night Of the ship named the Adrian Dorr The tale as it goes, whether true, no one knows When a Mate catches site of that ship She snatches his soul, as she adds to her crew 'fore, a word can escape from his lips It was late one night, with the Captain on deck Where I've seen him pacing before While he stared out at sea, never looking at me Sent shivers right down to my core There was something He knew, the others did not And I didn't quite "get it" before But we'd just passed through, the place, that He knew Sailed the ship, called the Adrian Dorr It was just such a night, when She met with Her plight While the clouds, played tag in the sky The fog rolling in, one could hear it begin That eerie moaning and sigh She ran up on rocks, or so was the talk With no one, reaching the shore Although Captain and crew, well seasoned , it's true All sank with the Adrian Dorr Then a chill racked my spine, And I froze where I stood As I saw Her main mast, pierce the fog In a blink of an eye, I was waving "Good Bye" From the deck, of The Adrian Dorr
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