A Mariner’s Lullaby

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I navigate the wide blue sea
My stride is deep and long
The creatures down below fear me
They dread my rumbling song

I roar above the howling gale
I stomp among its waves
I churn, I splash, ’tis not a tale
For babes nor spineless knaves

’Tis I, says I, but not alone,
Who braves Poseidon’s wrath
To make this roiling lake my home
To tread along its paths

We mariners, brave souls are we
When waves crash on the shore
That spend our nights upon the sea
Lie soft abed no more
An original poem by Roy Neyman

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