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The captain, withered and old, was trapped in his house Missing the sea, like old captains do. Suddenly, An earthquake shook the land, and he believed He was back in the ocean, and a wave had broken His ship. The old captain went out to the streets Shouting at his crew i.e. the passing pedestrians To shape up. Though cars zoomed past, he walked on To the middle of the road, thinking the vehicles Were dolphins greeting him. He tried to kiss them, And when a cop stopped him, and dragged him away He yelled “Pirate!” and hit the cop on the head, And ran away. Last I heard, he’d drowned in a puddle. A fitting end.
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Nov 6, 2023
Nov 6, 2023 at 10:10 AM UTC
Cabin Fever!
The captain, withered and old, was trapped in his house Missing the sea, like old captains do. Suddenly, An earthquake shook the land, and he believed He was back in the ocean, and a wave had broken His ship. The old captain went out to the streets Shouting at his crew i.e. the passing pedestrians To shape up. Though cars zoomed past, he walked on To the middle of the road, thinking the vehicles Were dolphins greeting him. He tried to kiss them, And when a cop stopped him, and dragged him away He yelled “Pirate!” and hit the cop on the head, And ran away. Last I heard, he’d drowned in a puddle. A fitting end.
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Nov 6, 2023
Nov 6, 2023 at 10:10 AM UTC
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