The ship started sinking
And sleep tried to lure us
To an endless night,
Locked mid-blinking,
As was the fate of Poor Palinurus.

Alas, despite our struggle
Against the waves
They were relentlessly erratic –
And so we joined the unmarked graves
At the depths of the Adriatic.

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