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Nov 2015
Fourteen stories high, waves wallow over thy boat
Did the high seas command captains regaurd to float
Wicked waves that reach high to the upper deck
The water waves high, my body now wet
This cruise I attend reprimands me from dull moment
From the momentum of the high seas I float
Graciously I watch from the guard rail
As the islands pass me by
Belittled I felt from the massive seas
On the high seas I float
Island to island, port to port
Tortugan *** the sweet taste
That goes right down my throat
Throttled by the wind whipping me left to right
Like they say on ships, "we'll stay drunk tonight"
The sober stay sober yet they sway like us drunks
From those waves they whiplash, the splash so rough
The ten foot seas which hold my dreams
Forever on these high seas I float
Tyler James Roberts
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Tyler James Roberts  Florida
(Florida)   
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