The Fool

Down what thrush hole
swirling escape
A pirate’s dream
doth now awake

Combat ye soul
what is it worth
A bag of shells
a riptide pulls

Where would thou hide
if not sidestep
An island’s coat
a harbor rest

Seek shelter from
the world outside
Thou are misunderstood
fool is your card

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