Pradyoth V, 12th - Phoenix, AZ
The old Nantucket whaling ship Now rests beneath the sea, Her savage bow encrusted now With barnacles and weeds. In life she pierced the very skies-- How proud she must have been! She strode the waves in search of prey-- Mighty Leviathan! How senseless was her lunacy, Her grand, deluded goal. The pasteboard veils of men and whales Remain unpierceable. Comments are closed.
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AuthorsStudents 6th-12th Grades month
May 2022
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