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Poem No 76

POEM TITLE best place to be


POEM Tirade of waves along the ocean

Hope you don’t get sickness from the motion

Who knows what will come out of the blackness on sea

Its by far the best place to be

The ocean brings you peace, no matter how big a breeze

A royal castle, a fortress, prison and more

Get to the lobster pot for someone else to pour

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