Tuesday, June 14, 2011

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Moby Dick Chapters XXXII-XXXIV


Stubb


Throw away the rod,
we aint on the path;
set by God,
walk slim on the lath.

For we toil in mire
our backs loaded, bent;
may aspire
blue whale's disfigurement.

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