Poem were I"m to be buried ... (Remove filter)
When The Montauk Gales...
Giant tales from mighty sails have carved the sea ,
when the Montauk gales ...
It's the bottoms catch , that's what they seek
Out from the shallows , and into the deep
One callous capt'n , he cursed the foam
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Sunday 7th August 2011 8:50 pm
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