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Feb 2014
I want to be a pirate and sail the seven seas
command the open oceans
and bring
Poseidon to his knees.
Alas I suffer from mal de mer
the smell of salt makes me sick
I swear.
It seems I'll never go to sea
so
a pirate's life is not for me.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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