This stretch of the river is trecherous
The riverbed littered with broken wrecks
This part, many a boat capsizes
Taken down before they realize
Whatever lives under its banks
Unseen giant teeth tug claws yank
Consumes the helpless
surface blood boil mess
The current is not natural
Flows contrarian and lateral
water courses randomly through
Convincing eyes that lies are true
Like a hungry serpent searching
Bodies of drowning merchants
through the dark depths
among the old wrecks
This measure of the river is deadly
Something curls willow roots warily
Stay inside the safety of your boat
Grab rudder, pray, you stay afloat
If you hear a knocking underneath
Attend it not less cetain death
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