Moby!
‘Moby ducked & Just
wrote the time down in time
when all of a sudden:
“Lo!
thar she blows…”
rang out from above.
Spout hole
fluke splash
sink hole –
portentous omens souls gripped
in awesome jawdrop horrors
of the deep
snide sarcastic seas…’
eight bells alarum
wardrobe beats foaming pints of ale
down the old pub dancing hornpipes
Call me Junkmail,
San Pandemonium,
Tizzmania
former Devil’s Islander
sporting mucho kidney
Savonarola casserole
burnt at the stake before the
rain put out the Bonfire
of Profanities
Just his fucking shitty luck
Grimbeau 