The foulest of mistresses
The boldest of blues
Land bearing silent whitness
To the Fate of Lost crews
Calm azure waves
The light Kiss of wind
Hides a sailors Grave
And the mourning of his kin
Gulls cry in chorus
A eulogy to a sunken ship
Now lost below the surface
To the port of its final trip
Surviours tell stories
Very haunting indeed
No longer reveling in past glories
Just thankful they still breathe
Pray away Grey Skies
Wish Away high swell
Hope no good men die
Condemned to a Watery Hell















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