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RandallJLaib Feb 3
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45 The intrepid Captain Bloat was done. He raised his face up to the sun, And grinned like it was all in fun, And jeered, “I won! I won! I won!”
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RandallJLaib Feb 3
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44 So, safe behind his palisade, Which he, and only he, had made, He waited for an accolade, And dreamed about a huge parade.
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43 “I’ve lost my parrot and drowned my crew, I’ve built a wall and blocked my view, I've blown my ship to smithereens, But I'll be in all the MAGA-zines!”
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42 He took a minute for deep reflection, But this was harder than deflection: In fact, he needn’t think at all; — Nothing mattered but the wall.
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41 From sunrise up to sunset down, He burned his face from pink to brown. The more he tanned, the more it stunned: He now resembled those he shunned.
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40 And finally he rested, what more could he do? His will had been tested, and he had come through. Not that he needed a reason or rhyme, But Captain Bloat took executive time.
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39 There were pieces of bowsprit, parts of the keel, Binnacle, scuttlebutt, capstan, and wheel. He stuck all the parts in, tied them with line, Viewed his creation, and saw it was fine.
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38 He gathered spars and planks and poles, And started digging lots of holes. It might not be pretty, might not be tall, But Bloat was determined to have his wall.
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37 Some things were saved, but got a soak: A chest of gold, and some diet Coke. Of course, the Captain gave death the slip; (Only a fool goes down with his ship).
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36 He propped the branch against a cliff, And topped it with his handkerchief. “Upon this ground I stake my claim: ‘The Isle of White’ shall be its name.”
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35 Amazingly, amidst the trash, The lone survivor of the crash Was spotted trudging through the sand, Dragging driftwood down the strand.
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34 Bottles, sailcloth, shreds of clothes, Malaprops and florid prose, Rigging, tackle, booms and beams, Hyperbole and rhetorical schemes.
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33 When morning dawned, the light of day Revealed the chaos on display: A vast explosion of debris Was scattered over land and sea:
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32 [A man divorced from history Will pounce on pyrrhic victory, And plant a flag through his own foot And praise the act as “nicely put”.]
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31 And thus the good ship came to grief, Run smack into Reality Reef. A malformed construct from the start, The Covfefe. slowly. fell. apart.
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30 !The Best! most Famous self-renowned First Person singular pronoun-ed Anointed GENIUS newly-crowned Commander… had just run aground.
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29 The whole majestic tragic tangle Slow-motioned past the vanishing angle, And sank in place, wave after wave, Like a casket lowered into a grave.
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28 The waves crashed in, they felt a shudder, Hit some rocks, and lost the rudder. The helpless skeleton of ship, Snagged on the reef, began to tip.
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27 “We’ll make it, men!” the Captain yelled, “I see a light; our luck has held.” But now the timbers all were creaking, And every seal and joint was leaking.
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RandallJLaib Feb 3
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26 For Captain Bloat and First Mate Mac, With Parrot squawking in the back, The weather went from bad to worse, And now their course became a curse.
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