I went to north wales with my kayak at the weekend and went out in dangerous conditions.  Here's the poetic account of that:

Ferocious winds shrieked shanties

as they battered on the wavetops

of the madly swelling waters

of the dragging ebbing tide.

They threw me in my fragile shell.

They threw me high and far,

as though a creature in its shell

thrown on th...

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