Hurricane Poem by Enoch Cole

HURRICANE
Oh no... Oh no!
Captain: the undertaking of my seamen is impending,
We are encompassed by an hurricane.
We both can relate to the fact that there's gonna be a quandary fostering them to execute their responsibilities like a levite in a fane.
But decisively I'm going to discreet this troubling hurricane.
A paddle can do, just moan my name as my oar crows.
Yea, moan it slow.
Yea, let me paddle and row.
Say, 'you genuinely knows how to stray my storm show'.
You are the begetter of the hurricane,
My paddle is more of an Harry Kane.
Your storm's not solid, but peradventure climax yields,
I will establish from my oar a crane.
Yea, so just... moan my name slow.
Yea, let me... paddle and row.
To me it's all but a nice go.
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