Sailing To The Land Of The Norse

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Roaming free, since empires first ruled the sea
Our little ship buoyed upon the rising crests
Cutting through the waters, making our way
The burden of duty, we have silently acquiesced

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

Cautious of what lies beyond this foggy morn
The natural world; the root of crashing waves
Taking in the sight of snow covered mountains
Norse myths & a foreboding weakness we stave

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

Now aloft; climbing the mast for a clearer view
Ice, snow & haze coming out of this Northern gale
Secrets of this land & now we’re in its frigid grip
Push furthermore, we have no option to fail

Sailing to the land of the Norse
Braving storms that blew & blew
Surviving the ocean’s force
For I’m one of the salty crew

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This Pirate Is An Old Wives’ Tale 

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This Pirate is an old wives’ tale

Passed on by sorority sisters these days

Mythical pleasure & infatuation –

Fluttering love; let them count the ways

World renowned for his nautical exploits

But not true they were all naughty

Legends told of a bad boy untrue, for

That infamous passion belongs to only one hottie

You Think You Need

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You think you need
Everything polished and packaged
Nary a wisp or a stray note to linger
Jealousy breeds contempt
Searching for a digital praise
But perfection is a myth
A trick played upon us by lesser Devils