Our tiny ship, being pulled under!
Tendrils attempt to rend it asunder
An enormous serpent (a giant snek!)
Men, in disorder, stampede the deck
The spyglass falls, no longer aboard
The boat pulls away, suddenly unmoored
The calm, the still – thoughts flown
Drifting, uncertain, our direction unknown
Men, in order, file on deck
The beautiful island, a distant speck!
Swiftly, our little boat changes course
Sandy beaches, and fresh water source
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