Tag: sailor
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Sea war
The cannon reared backward violently Like a seated man avoiding an hot spill My heart a vessel chartless and shot-chewed The stinking male spray, bilge-hearted War starter, sternly barging past gouging burgs Showing half of half of half Enough to capsize a vessel of this size The waves it breasts bravely threaten To send her…
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Stormbound Any Port’ll Suffice
Navvies with pole rot giving knee tremblers to cotton-rogued dollies dockside Hempen hawser holds rocking boat Houario, who by morning hears Iberian arias and by evening thumbs claddagh rings in Irish bars Humping harder chasing little bardo Whore spends poundful hours pounded by Horatio, heave-hoe a drop of Nelson’s blood and he’s ready to go…
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