The ship's underlying words
Beneath the agregious waves
floating uncontrollably up and down
like bobbing seabird's grins and frowns
staining up the huge mollusc ridden hull
The depth of these words brightening the dull
the most fertile of maritime imaginations
Sea of words navigating communication
Sails sewn from dirty dodgy metaphors
tearing in the storm of your scorn
decks of flat useless similies
resembling silly slats that sought stability
The racket below deck babbled like lost soothsayers
crashing whooping screaming all forms of onomatopeia
How it's keel didn't simply snap under the thunder clap
secrets only the rigid frames can ever truly exact
The pure volume of vocabulary beseeches
As we sail over the profounf ocean trench
Leviathans of the abyss underneath
Shiver me timbers and excuse my french
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