LOVE WITH BILGE-PUMP
A few, it’s true , can sail the blue
Of turgid, oceanic woo.
Not new, say you, concerning rue,
That might arise from such ado.
Our crew of two must bid adieu,
To part the pooping seas anew.
Or spew on through Sargasso's slough,
And wallow glumly in its goo.
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Excellent word choice, interesting and different approach, original in thought.
John
Clever wordage: love how you end each line. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.