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The murderous whaler ship Sally Jane stank… As only a whaling ship can! Its cavernous hold The deck winch greased and ready Blubber pots waiting below. Hard sailors signed on to profit share Whittled and bickered The long days out … Continue reading

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Farming: a wordless poem


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