From under the pier.

From under the pier.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Never yield

Through wind through rain
Through howling gail and pain
From sky to the deep
Under mighty sqalls that weep
Under thunderous skies
Listen for the bosun pipe cries.
From rigging to decks
In raging seas and wrecks
To the future from the past
All hands hold fast.

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