They fell under an island spell
That carried them beyond their means
To keep all of the promises
They made out on the transmarine
But mostly, ships return to port,
Where those who have been well-seduced
Find out that home and farm don't change
Where truth and chickens, both,
Come home to roost
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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