The wind gusts through
The palm trees as they
Whip wildly back and forth

Strands of your raven
Hair fall to your face

We "park" our vessel
On the docks not too
Far away from the
Shore line

As our journey has
Only just begun

The first of the sites
We have yet to see

---*---

The beach is where we play

The waves crash onto
The sand but only to
Leave us with a slight
Whisper as it recedes
Back into the ocean
So deep and blue

Our laughter can be
Heard by the townsfolk as
They peer at us in curiosity
Pondering what two fair
Ladies as ourselves would
Be doing playing in the sand

We don't care
This is what we
Came here for
To explore every
Nook and crevice we find

Off a ways
Our ship bobs
Up and down with
The rhythm of the waves

---*---

Oh so little time
We have to
Make our journey
Through the motherland

---*---

We set off in our
Ship oh so mighty
And pretentious

Our captain is a
Brawn and noble
Man

Who could not
Capsize our ship
If he tried

---*---

Lets explore the vast
Lands til our dying breath
Is no more

(A poem for the ever so inquisitive
Lynaes and Urban Shipwreck)

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