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The right of the ambergris is to be rare And away, yet still be exploited, The right to be a trophy for fished up Old work and expeditions, To be worth a company and joint Operation over the high seas. Idols deserve the equality to present Themselves full of woe, To be worshipped and sacrificed to, Observed and commented on, Given credit for the occasional disaster, Called imposing on a daily basis. The passengers have captured Highly thought of levels of toxic liberty, Freedoms that glow in their jars, Let them give up only what They have inherited and not fought for, The hills are in need of celebrants. Ben Nardolilli |