Ode of the Sea
By Matthew Tener Wade

Oh who will stop them? Who will care?
The cry of the gulls carried far in the air.
The wind cried and the sun wept,
But the ship sank deep in the depth.

Oh great Neptune what will you do?
So far from me so close to you.

Well the dries died off,
And the sea became soft,
And Neptune slept in the depth of the sea,
But the ocean just isn't the place for me


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Several associates of mine said that this was good. It is about simple pain, wonder, and sorrow.