Of Which There Was No Rime
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"Of Which There Was No Rime"
O'once there was a time...
of which there was no rime.
No thought of such did loom...
no fiery cauldron's plume.
As now time... hath run its very glass...
seems doth it...
now thus so harass:
No wind no sea no cloud nor sky...
no ship no sail...
nor sailor's rose to steer by.
Only wind remains... damned wind...
As though 'twas had I'd truly...
Sailed naught but sin.
Caught they were those winds when young...
Now their song but over...
Thusly so well sung.
Now... there is a time...
Of which there was no rime.
SeaWolf
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Spring o'2015 Caribbean Sea
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Copyright © Caribbean Seawolf | Year Posted 2015
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