Sam Higgins - Fishing boat

The swaying sails,
The men and their females,
So many fails,
Will they ever get those scales,

The suns tail,
leaves the sky dark and pale,
this will be a dull tale,
will they ever get those scales,

The forthcoming gail,
will make it easier for them to fail,
with the wind changing its time to turn the sails,
will they ever get those scales,

turned around with the sea at the boats tail,
near the shore line it looks like scales,
could this become a grand tale,
finally they got those scales,



30th augest 2008, Deniliquin Australia. Watching rainfall

Sam Higgins

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