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Waves are washing over me

like a laundromat success

a bottle begins to toss again

under much duress

The message it holds becomes quite clear

as I flail about on the land

these old sea legs don't dry dock much

but tolerate some sand

My ship's been sold to pay the bills

my ex-wife is bland and boring

she groused at home

when I lived with her

and complained about my snoring

I long to sleep beneath the sea

where no one shouts at all

an Urchin rubdown appeals to me

I think I'll have a ball

The lion fish gives a welcomed kiss

I feel a jellied sting

my eyes slip below the surface now

and air doesn't mean a thing

C July 9 2004 Dream Wench (Colorado) :P

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That's a cool one too, except...i thought ye were a gal :ph34r:

Don't know why i thought that, but "EX WIFE", made me see the light, so to say B)

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Aye, Charity..I be a wench..but we Poets can channel other personas...ta make a point..I felt his pain...as him..an' as an onlooker...writin' is like playin' head ping pong ! :P Pyrate Phil knows what I mean....

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