Friday, September 19, 2014

Channel Crossing Comments

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On storm-struck deck, wind sirens caterwaul;
With each tilt, shock and shudder, our blunt ship
Cleaves forward into fury; dark as anger,
Waves wallop, assaulting the stubborn hull.
Flayed by spray, we take the challenge up,
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Marc Jacobs 19 April 2019

This Website is total outright scum

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Jesus Christ 19 April 2019

You actually use a computer voice to read the poem automatically. How about... nothing at all?

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