Ahab's Hunt! ! Poem by Michael Gale

Captain Ahab chucked his deadly harpoon, He
in slow motion, resembled a clownish
cartoon.His aim was centered, waving off
only a few degrees, The mist was winded
by the sprayed by breeze! 'Thar she blows! '
was his first shouted warning, This hunt
would last into the following morning!
Lives would be changed all during this
excited chase, Heart beats increased to an
increased pace! A leg had been lost in a
journied hunt from before, This is the
reason that this story is lore! Ahabs life
was lost at sea, His soul went where God's
edict be! 11-21-2005'.