Where get I the courage to face the wrath of the
gorgon that plagues my mind, the villain that shows me the wrack and twist upon the sea of waves that my heart must sail upon as his hand doth grasp and rock the boat while I as a sea gull with sea sickness grasp the edges and lurch and hurl myself about the boat but not my innards over its precious rails for I have got the fighter's sword impinioned so deeply so, but oh if it only did not sting to have the courage that it takes to rise my crest and snarl my teeth at the gorgon that tears me apart inside. |