Ahab: King of Bones
A peasant on the land,
A king on the sea,
He sits in command,
And everyone will agree,
He has something planned,
For everyone, whatever it may be.
Not a king with a throne,
But a king of bone,
A man with an obsession,
Some say possession,
But a king of bone, nonetheless.
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