She sits and waits at her berth
Like a nugget on a crown and a gown
Not a wrinkle or a scratch
Nor a match for any steep or fleet
As she waits a mist of light sprays
And diamond dusted clouds Rey
The deep of no other but color
Part of her reap
With rainbow colored gales
And swells she'll live to tell
She's now ready to sail
Her journey starts as smooth as a lean stream
Well pirates can only dream, her sights
Peoria, Cape Cod and the Magelica Straits
Just another log in her Blog
Like a nugget on a crown and a gown
Not a wrinkle or a scratch
Nor a match for any steep or fleet
As she waits a mist of light sprays
And diamond dusted clouds Rey
The deep of no other but color
Part of her reap
With rainbow colored gales
And swells she'll live to tell
She's now ready to sail
Her journey starts as smooth as a lean stream
Well pirates can only dream, her sights
Peoria, Cape Cod and the Magelica Straits
Just another log in her Blog
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