Catch a Tidal Slave
I rented a child's inflatable watercraft
(in other words, a rubber raft)
and ran 'cross rocks broken by God's hand
(in other words, the sand)
to catch the moon's ocean tidal slave
(in other words, a wave).
That's the end of my metaphorical allegory
(in other words, my story).
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