Let a Rondeau be the Sea's Ode,
Always returning to the same shore,
Where waves clap hands in self-approval
It is their curtain call, no more
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Fine wit and extended metaphor to describe the sea, and the human condition. Striking imagery.
Rondeau of the sea, waves come and go, poet imagining it Where waves clap hands in self-approval A wonderful description.