Horizon occupied by gray
Rained a fluid black
Waves looked pale and tired
When pushed
Viscous, viscid flow
Writhe in fish increased
And swam to the surface they
...........................................but
Lost their breath within gulls
Till the morn sea
Threw the creatures around
Fish mongers cried when they
Filled their boats with dead..! ! !
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