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Bison the Canal Boat

Strictly still in the marina Loving and toying with the pier fingers Shes a heavy, long boat An old worker Modern and comfort slipped with no disturbance into the workwomen Her engine starts with aggressive industrial baritone chugging Before oozing into the canal with the grace of a disgruntled elderly woman Designed for the manoeuvring collisions Water off a boats back Undisturbed water – all but an inquisitive pike breaching Silent cataclysmic rumbles moves her along The smooth canal trampled A minute slit in the graceful water

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