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Nov 2010
I was doomed
But the Captain found me!
I was buried in Shadow
So his Lantern
Was rogue in my unfortunate cell

Before I had been imprisoned
I was the sailor of the ship's mast
That's the past
I saw Far and Wide
What men can only dream of telling

But I was bent on favor's
The underbelly of the Deficit
Was in part, my task
The shipmate's flask
Was in need of retrieving

Three nights in the gut
Ankle wet in deep sea
The Captain found me
Minus lantern and flask
Starved and with cold

You hear the whispers of the ocean
In the base of a vessel
Aquatic carries on under ship
Without even a notice
Of a lookout swallowed whole

If not for the Captain
I would surely have be digested
By the vessels rotten stomach
I could not find myself out
Without Lantern and Flask

But the Captain found me
And forgave me my task
To find the Flask
It mattered not at all
Because the Captain had found me!
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