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Whaling Stories

Pailing well after sixteen days

A mammoth task was set

Sack the town and rob the tower

And steal the alphabet

Close the door and bar the gate

But keep the windows clean

God's alive inside a movie

Watch the silver screen

Rum was served to all the traitors

Pygmies held themselves in check

Bloodhounds nosed around the houses

Down dark alleys sailors crept

Six bells struck, the pot was boiling

Soup spilled out on passers by

Angels mumbled incantations

Closely watched by god on high

Lightning struck out, fire and brimstone

Boiling oil and shrieking steam

Darkness struck with molten fury

Flashbulbs glorified the scene

Not a man who had a finger

Not a man who could be seen

Nothing called

(Not name nor number)

Echo stormed its final scream

Daybreak washed with sands of gladness

Rotting all it rotted clean

Windows peeped out on their neighbors

Inside fireside bedsides gleam

Shalimar, the trumpets chorused

Angels wholly all shall take

Those alive will meet the prophets

Those at peace shall see their wake

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