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The Silver Ship Ah, see the moon in all her silvered splendour Majestically sailing the surface of a bottomless sea. Black the water whose depths downward do render To my sight, twinkling creatures most curious to me. Hovering in the bosom of a possessive mother, Who, for eons of time...

This poem was written for my own pleasure and not for any serious criticism. The rhyming is not as it should be, and no doubt, the serious critique will have a field day in finding fault. Nonetheless, I like it. I hope that there are some of you who will share the pleasure of its content as it...