To sail off in storms was his pet crave,
Waited still for so-called seventh wave,
No brave, but a vain boast,
Laid was he close to coast,
Marked as a memorial, stands his grave.
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Words well said | 53.11.14 |
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I would like to translate this poem
No brave, but a vain boast, Laid was he close to coast, Marked as a memorial, stands his grave......amusing expression. Beautiful limerick with humor is well executed. Thanks for sharing.
Many thanks for reading and liking the poem's humour, dear KM.