A League of His Own
A drowsiness that borders on fatigue:
some say I’m spending too much time at sea.
My boat’s a rail and seat and little more;
nineteen inch stick and web strap for an oar.
Engaging workout always buoy me;
I might as well get in another league!
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A Scupham stanza: 6 lines, isosyllabic, abccba rhyme scheme
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