She Could Tell Such Good Lies Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

She Could Tell Such Good Lies



Sailor's that sang
under the hood the man in the boat
fell head first over the side.
Clutching twas said, nothing was seen.
Moss grew thinly between the oak planks.
Shinny it stood amongst the tall sails.
Ropes hanging down, hung all around.
The man in the boat under the hood
rowing up stream he screamed out.
Gulping for breath, seeing the breadth
of the sea with out a bulging red eye.

Monday, May 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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