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[title] => One Epic Poem
[time] => 2008-05-04 08:52:16
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[bodytext] => While walking the plank, The captain demanded a poem of me. Before, on a seaweed shore, I was a cab driver, who hated the sea, I read "The Tempest", Laughed at them. I picked up a man at quarter to three, I asked where he was going, he said "Out to Sea!", I thought he was a drunk, I drove him to the aquarium, He got out to pay, Shoved a sword in my face. He took me on a ride through the slums downtown, Took me to the wharf where the water turned brown, Introduced me to the crew, Who beat me on the deck, They threw me in a cell, For two weeks I cried, "What can I now see, in the abysm of time?" I'm floating alone now, The captain is gone, Floating all the way back, To my open cab door. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Zork [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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