Your furtive rage is a sneaky thief beneath your thrashing skin!
But for shame it crashes wave into crashing wave about, out, and in
You have a charming shining glamour, but it's a mere bipolar half-shadowed shawl
Once more to feast upon another bluejacket for your unbridled badgering maw
Afeard by your ill-grasping grave, my heart's a sunken dreadnaught to feed the seas
Forever cursing your labyrinthine way, forcing ships to stop and grieve
Alluring beauty like a siren's song, you eagerly swallow this naive beholden nave
And your kiss beguiles an adventure, yet your bitter tongue knocks about the brave
Love imbued with salt and tear, navies chance upon their doom
With frightful tempests rage you wield, my voyage is ensured to vex typhoons
Good
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