Plimsoll Poems - Poems about Plimsoll

...An empire rises, When the trees are in their prime, Until axes can be heard ringing all the time, And the waters start to rise above the plimsoll line An empire dies, When the old men of the ......

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...Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 44 Billions of years to make one of trillion planets Whose – dare you guess – already sinking in drink Men of little vision dicing for nuggets ......

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