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Is it the boy in me that makes me want to shinny up the anchor chain, through the port into the forecastle, and commence a grand adventure of discovery of all that ship's hidden treasures?Probably gonna need snacks...
Ship breaking makes me a little sad when I think about it. That ship will never sail again. From the first keel draft day to this grounding,it's days were numbered. No one knew when the last sailing would take place, just that it would. "But of that day and hour no one knows, not even the angels of heaven, nor the Son, but the Father alone.
Just thinking about how much Eeevil CO2 that lovely old ship created, over her years of sailing the high seas, puts a smile on my face and raises the ambient temperature of the various bi-valved mollusks if my cardiac muscle.
Why does'nt it tip over?