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Out Here

out here on the bumping ocean cutting bait trying not to swallow two quick tokes and pass it back lines to set and dog to follow mouth so dry and don't dare hack world seems up and down forever anchor holding tied to buoy Finders beeping skipper's leaping grabbing line and quick to set I've snapped the end onto the main line Now I'm pulling in the rest No time to watch him fighting fury Decks to clear to pass his test He's the captain judge and jury Not a word has passed his lips I take the wheel and keep us headed into ever rising waves Later we'll retrieve the anchor and tie the buoy in proper place But for now we sip in rancor The shark we caught was not a tuna Out here the beer has better taste

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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