The waves they just misbehave On that ferry ride out o' Hyannis port Lightening crashed over watery graves Lying just under rocky shoal's contort Cresting foaming whitecaps danced With tints of grey mixed with green Buffing white clad clouds advanced Curling swirling under sun unseen Smearing all sight with salty spray Adding dullness to the rising swales Such harmony through shrouds windway and jumping in our wake...... fishtails.
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