The Boatswain's Blunder

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Confinement, a bode of misery

with blue majesty abound.

The petty officer - Mr. Transcontinental

promised treasures never found.

Recognized with nothing but obscurity

for the sea is sole judge and jury.

Crashing thunderstorms are the only sound

where lonesomeness becomes friend and death is crowned.

Thoughts of liberation are constant wonder.

From mast to keel and gunwale

this swoon of a boatswain's blunder.