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Mandatory Island
Eyes of salt and tropic flash
Watch the seas and changes pass
Ships horizon may delay their float
But they'll carry on with curve in tote
The watered life may amuse him so
Leaving dry by jaws below
His tethered self will grind down slow
For a thousand years he's all he'll know
Companions squawk and leave a stain
Be shaken off in his disdain
He'll laugh a bit and call them a pain
He'll answer loud when they call out his name
Greens and blues obeying the moon
Lacking the know between the night and the noon
Swimming in warmth with paradise lost
Curious thoughts of plain and of frost
Every other mass has been swallowed by sea
Leaving him lonely but contentedly free
He'll curse his barometer and swear his remorse
But continue his descent slowly off course.
