A poem by John Barr
“I heard this ship’s huge!”my wife says.
I think to myself,why do people thinkbigger is better?Doesn’t anyone remember the Titanic?
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The catenary in the line goes taut, lets go. Attended by tugs, backing slow our destroyer disengages
To my goddaughter,
I know your difficultiesAnd because you canLaugh and smileThrough it all,That…
we sawthe moon sailing archipelagos of clouda