O captain, my captain, can
you let your ship to sail onto and
into the seashore
enchanted and gracefully, O Captain, My
Captain, you can fall in
love like a single thunder bolt in your
tiny figure tips, you
cannot use those lips either way, O
Captain, My Captain, when
you handle to drink the classical
cold oddball beer in your
own beloved hand, drank it drank
it peacefully, O Captain,
My Captain, the heart on your chest
of pride and joy, closed
your eyes of fate, listening the beat
as well as it goes and
goes, O Captain, My Captain, when you
sees a woman in your
precious eyes alone what a bone, you
actually blink or a wink
of your good looking eye like anything
out into the blue, he was
smiling truly and handsomely like a
fireworks display from the
sky high, O Captain, O Captain, O
Captain, My Captain, just
read your favorite poetry book, and
kick your feet up on that
seat
Written by
Michael James Brindley
9-6-15
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