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Little Boat


Little Boat stay close to these shores,
noble, your lofty dreams though be,
stay away from the deep seas where big ships play,
in those shark infested waters you'll know no peace.

Little Boat now far offshore, tempest tossed,
you've proved your point, gone where none crossed,
now come be master of much quieter waters,
there's a name to be made, small world master.

once Little Boat, now debris,
Is your restless soul now free?
When hubris and lofty dreams did clash,
you were just another overreaching tin god.

New Little Boat now venturing out high,
The Oracle grows weary of talking to little boats,
stay away from deep seas where dreams go to die,
you will find no peace in these treacherous seas.

*****June 10, 2013*****


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