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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400862" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pitchers of dark ale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was evident our coordinates entered<br>in parallax with old dimensions affected; <br>hence the captain's voice unexpected, <br>started to sing Verdi, bass and stentor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The destination was a port of allegiance<br>so, we responded to the notion veering; <br>Saint Nicolas was on the rudder steering, <br>with the ship cunning to void attendance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quoiled up round was our blurred scope, <br>in open seas we egressed, ropes to hale, <br>drunk by overflown pitchers of dark ale, <br>communicating in a woozy speech trope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With minds numb we composed lyrics, <br>our hoarse voices singing to ocean naiads; <br>where else, sea nymphs, heard bards, <br>on bass gargle nonsense of sot freaks? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ship was going happy like a cradle, <br>seesawing on waves with deleted worry; <br>how else could we address to a blurry, <br>a dull horizon above tricky depths hadal? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We sang and sang in blear mist forever, <br>ten eons passed since we began drinking, <br>dark ale was thirstily in mouths sinking, <br>Sirens were laughing with time to sever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Giorgio+Veneto">Giorgio Veneto</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400862" data-title="Pitchers of dark ale de Giorgio Veneto" data-description="It was evident our coordinates entered in parallax with old dimensions affected; hence the captain's voice unexpected, started to sing Verdi, bass and stentor. The destination was a port of allegiance so, we responded to the notion veering; Sa..."></div> </div> </div>
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