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Cobles Poems - Poems about Cobles


First Encounter
...Fierce winds blow across the Atlantic tide, Colder she gets the rougher she'll ride, In matt'r minutes a chill to the bone, Few dare sail her northern zone, Far north the whaling be done, Colder......

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Categories: cobles, boat, fishing, imagery, ocean,
Form: Rhyme

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