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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Legend of the Goodship Mary Flower
[time] => 2005-07-21 17:26:25
[hometext] => *I was in this weird mood today. It wasn't a piraty sort of mood, just a sailing sort of mood, that was my inspiration for this poem.*
[bodytext] => I know a Goodship named Mary Flower That sailed in bewitching hour She kept her crew safe all through the night Threw wind and snow and passing showers The valiant captain’s name was John He was always someone you looked up upon He made men work for 10 hours a day But his men always had something to focus on For the men missed their wives and their families too Even John missed his family when he was blue The dream of reuniting is what kept them alive They even thought of their wives when drinking the brew But late one night, the fog was thick John felt danger with every clock tick He knew not what was out there, but he knew it was bad He knew he must act, and he must act quick John was too late on that foggy night He could not save the sailors from their horrible plight They hit ice and sank into the dark, dark sea On a night quite like this, a night like tonight If you look out at sea in the bewitching hour Right as 12 strikes from atop the bell tower You will see a ghost ship searching for port This, my friends... …is the Goodship Mary Flower… [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 31 [informant] => thepizzaguy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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