The seven seas;-
I sailed the seas seven, I was in complete heaven, nothing but water all around, a space in my mind I found, the sound of the bulbous bow crashing and cutting
The surface of the sea, on the fore castle looking down is where to be, flying fish scatter in every direction makes we wonder, what lies below that wants to pull them asunder, dolphins sometimes chase and tumble, if ever the time was there to make you feel humble, no matter bird, haven’t you heard, lost ashore and alone, I worked my fingers to the bone, all that’s left is my phone, Al Capone.
Anthony Mc Gann.
20/10/22.
2100
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The seven seas;-
I sailed the seas seven, I was in complete heaven, nothing but water all around, a space in my mind I found, the sound of the bulbous bow crashing and cutting
The surface of the sea, on the fore castle looking down is where to be, flying fish scatter in every direction makes we wonder, what lies below that wants to pull them asunder, dolphins sometimes chase and tumble, if ever the time was there to make you feel humble, no matter bird, haven’t you heard, lost ashore and alone, I worked my fingers to the bone, all that’s left is my phone, Al Capone.
Anthony Mc Gann.
20/10/22.
2100