Galley Poems - Poems about Galley

Galley slave to obsessive compulsive disordered behavior announces... Fore score minus xv orbitz ago from being centenarian strong contractions forced me to pass thru cervix, buck naked bare lady, I ranked as only grandson sharing same surname as Aaron, (mine paternal grandfather) me the sole heir – foreshortened to Sol Aire evinced scrawniness then (as shown via ultrasound), which at birth became crystal clear, unbeknownst to parents obsessive hidden compulsive...

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Out to sea in a small ship, No land in sight, just salt sea, Beer to chug, and wine to sip, Plenty for all in the galley! February 22, 2022 Contest: A Poem Crafted In The Various Lind30 Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke...

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Under a large ominous moon A deadly storm begins to grow The clouds show signs of a typhoon Now the freebooters wildly row As large waves smash into the ship Under a large ominous moon They fear that the galley may flip Praying the storms end will come soon Urgently seeking a lagoon Whilst the clouds glow wickedly red Under a large...

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Galley Slave Unsung heroes of the open sea, Not captain, nor navigator he, Not the brave sailors before the mast, The lowly ship’s cook we think of last, Who makes meals from hardtack ‘n jerky. Seamen always needed a ship’s cook, A chef who needs no recipe book, In the boat’s kitchen, known as “galley”, Prep food to please, no time to dally,...

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prior to passing thru cervix, buck naked bare this grandson of Aaron, the sole heir – foreshortened to Sol Aire evinced (as shown via ultra sound), which at birth became crystal clear, an obsessive compulsive prone human being, endear ringly cute as a baby monkey possessed fear some...

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"My Tyrian galley waits for thee" - Oscar Wilde ************************************* "My Tyrian galley waits for thee", and breakfast is getting cold. The maid was here to cook the eggs but now she has gone home. "My Tyrian galley waits for thee", but I cannot wait much longer. The crickets sing upon the hearth, and I am getting older. So come down, Miriam - have your eggs...

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galley kitchen peace i prepare my cinnamon crunch bagels i put the blue bonnet on it i sink my teeth into it then i prepare the bean and bacon soup in the crock pot the smell takes me to a place where affordability was king on throne i steal a taste before it is fully done then i put the honey glazed...

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