Sailor’s Words

by Brandon Whiting aged 9

The ol’ sea is blue,

and me family back home

are sewing to make sails for the boat I’m on,

the captain will promote me to backup captain!

Some days it’s rainy

and I’d be in me cabin

reading the map when suddenly…BAM!

The sails and me friends are gone

I see a flash of light

and now the ship is torn in half!

Here are me last words:

NEVER try to get to the other side of the world…

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