by Vortex_Master » Sun Jun 09, 2013 6:14 pm
On the once crystal water sits a dark ship.
It sails ominously in the merky waters.
The sails are black, with many a rip,
And the men believe they are goners.
The ship has been at sea
For many a year, and some time over.
They were once happy as can be,
And they were never sober.
But, alas, one day, a huge storm approached.
It set the crew off course, to where, no one knew
And led them to water, when fetched
From the sea was was a much darker shade of blue.
Many men died before they hit land.
The crew danced and cried,
And the captain kissed the sand.
But he knew were they were, and never lied.
He told the crew they were finally home,
They sat confused for it was overrun.
There were trees and animals roamed,
And "home" was not the same under the sun.
He told them this was the paradise.
They'd traveled through time,
To a time before men were wise.
Then he picked and ate a lime.
Once he swallowed he awoke,
That was paradise, but one he'd never see.
He got out and looked through the smoke,
To gaze at the cyrstal clear waters of the sea.
I know this isn't too great, but it was the best I could do.
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