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Oct 2019
“Her belly ripped her rips now smashed to pieces,
Her kitchen wares spilled far and wide,
Her wheelhouse crooked and leaning hard,
She once had a crew that would toast her off,

Off the coast of Central America and isles of Europe,
This triple sail ship waits for her purloined moment,  
She once was a sequential ship of Laguna construction,
Now a reconstructed by once sailors her new owners,

Now a blue and white triple sailboat in all her elegance,
As she is spotted along the enclave’s estuary blue peninsulas,
She is now home once again in an inlaying captain of discovery,
She has been brought back to life to sail the seven seas,

Once again the Laguna Triple Sail Ship this wager is here to STAY,
Now the magnificent splendor all the islets of the estuary deep blue sea,
Sail as Gibbous moon illuminates the enclave from whence we came”

By Andrew Guzaldo 11/07/2019 © #168
By Andrew Guzaldo 11/07/2019 © #168 Poem#168 #HelloPoetry
Andrew Guzaldo c
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Andrew Guzaldo c  59/M/Las Vegas
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