Poetry for a Sinking Ship

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The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence almost all but he had fled
Telling Captain Flint
A small white lie
And this is what he said
.
I didn’t start the fire
And that on my pipe
A little Puff I really did desire
And those Pesky Seagulls
Made me drop my matches
And I’ve never been good
As you know
At making catches
.
Anyway
Before Captain Flint
Could tell him
To walk the plank
The fire got worse
And the ship
It sort of
.
Sank

 

 

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