In honor of the ugliest rock I've ever seen.
The sea went a pirating.
It spit and chewed, it sneezed
a curdled brew, its gum-tongue spewed.
Up the rock hiccuped, its pores
pearled top to boiled hot.
Cradling its kelpy core, its sails
snag-blistered, it shatter-clattered
to reeling shore.
There, drum-battered,
rum-tum tendrils
humming, it tasted
the sun.
It bruise-oozed,
rust-crusted,
and drank its bleached
cavity jaws wide.
Round, round, it roped
itself, a tide-coddled
crustacean.
Now, ignore its ghastly
cheeks and blister-speak,
and you'll see it's a leather buckle
beauty, a tree-ring original,
an unsung carrousel.
For this tether-weathered sailor knows
just how fast the sea-wind blows.
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