Riptide

Deep blue sea,
Engulfed I will be,
The shore far from sight,
Sure to be a long night.

Fighting the waves,
Body depraved,
Not a single soul around,
Most certainly I won't be found.

I hope my wife knows I loved her,
Is all I can worry while my boat goes under,
To the bottom of the rocky sea, she sinks,

I will die, methinks.

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