Feelings
Once upon a ship asunder
Came on a gargantuan blunder.
Veering to the left or starboard right?
Came confused cries in the night.
Diving gear donned all fine
Freedom shall soon be mine.
Feet upon earthy lands,
Home is close in where it stands.
Feuillemort leaves crackling under
Crisp winds and autumn thunder.
Glowing screens and marching bands
Going past and shaking hands.
Kitten snuggles and hearth fire
Of this, one could never tire.
Warm hearts, open mind
Feelings are none like this kind.
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