Treasure Island

Noah Body


The Story The Bards Do Tell


Round and round and round she goes
and where she stops only the beastie knows!
When Ahab spied the great white whale
He gave out with a bellow 'Thar she blows! '

Into the depths, deep, dark, icy and cold
Then up like a shot the legends have told
Testing their strength and determination
'Dare you stop me now? Are you so bold? '

Till Ahab's arm beckoned forward and back
Calling all of the crew to keep up the attack
Then turned the great beast to point at the ship
Driving inward to shatter the tiny craft's back

Down to Davy Jone's locker all of them fell
The first steps off their journey into hell
Leaving widows and children behind to sob
Forever more their story the bards do tell

Submitted: Saturday, January 25, 2014

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Dunno what happened. Kind of big time veered off sideways. But hell... it is what it is. And I do think I like it. At least is is not my usual depressing crap. Hey... mania drives one all over the world. Lucky it seemed to stick to topic after it mutated onto Moby Dick.

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