W with my friends I ventured on a cruise
o out with my bags early , fun I didn't want to loose
r ran to the ship, the trip was to amuse
l left the shore at the decided hour
d deprived soon was the fun, as wild storm turned it sour
c cutting the waves n storm ,ship went up n down in rage
r rough weather ,with muddy drafts restricted smooth voyage
u useless is the trip we thought but thanked fate when it retraced
I in cabins we savored sites which we cannot efface
s sites we enjoyed, we danced n dined such fun we can retrace
e excitement governed ,it showed on every face.
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