Atlantis Dipped

In Yucutan beneath the crypt, Beneath the floor Atlantis script, Narrow minded science abhors, The mention of a myth, deplores, Any mention that it sits, Beneath the ocean gripped, Atlantic knows the score, Ten thousand years and more, Sanity eclipsed, The records never bore, You will know the rest of it, At the opening of the door, For there the records sit, Amazing as before, The continent kinda dipped... Don Johnson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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