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The latest installment:

The plink and plunk of barrels raining down
did by their fall relieve with that sweet sound
the boist’rous screams of the unnat’ral storm;
So falling in returned the sea to th’norm.
Yet one last barrel in those easy sways
of stilled darkness before glorious rays,
breaking dawn sought long by mariners past,
along the deck from fore it rolls to aft.
Temptation viewed, I quickly move to save
final remnant that did my crew enslave.

Unmindful captain, what is it you do?
This one unheedful act surely you’ll rue.
Beware, captain, the ghost ship in your wake;
beware, proud man, the path that you now take.