The Anchor’s Chain

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The morning dawns
lightning strikes
and black sky,
we’re leaving now
to catch the tide.
hoisted sails
and fishing poles,
black coffee
and jelly rolls,
like mallard wings
we shed the rain
and leave behind
the anchor’s chain.

The evening comes
flying bats
and shrouded moon,
we’re feasting now
on calls of loon,
salmon steaks
and peppercorns,
lobster cakes
and drinking horns,
like mallard wings
we shed the rain
and leave behind
the anchor’s chain.

The morning dawns
purple plum
and peach sky,
we’re leaving now
to catch the tide.
hoisted sails
and fishing poles,
black coffee
and jelly rolls,
like mallard wings
we shed the rain
and leave behind
the anchor’s chain.

Richard Rensberry and The QuickTurtle Band

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