Comments about aditya morey
Asail we were in the open sea on a voyage far and wild
my love her chum and i were there we ate we drank and smiled
to a land so far we set asail, my eyes set on my girl
fair she was with ale brown eyes and in her neck she wore a pearl
she and her chum were mates so old from when they were two and three
together they played together they grew they skinned their hearts and skinned their knees
ahead we sailed in open brine as the skies began to roar
darkness followed, fear crept in and foaming brine gushed the floor.
stray winds blew, the dark sky lit up in the...