Flight of the Sailfish
At the end of this
Fishing line,
We captured
A metallic blue
Sailfish, with
Blazing red eyes
He thrashes
Fin and tail
Against the
Pull of these
Ocean hands
In the vastness of
These raging waters,
He refuses
To become bounty,
Aboard this
Sacred vessel
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