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The Caribbean Devenye J. Friedenberg
Tonight as the ocean waves roll in, They make a bellowing din. Humans are not certain
If tonight the final curtain Will drop upon their short lives' precious play. By now it is clear that
Something unnatural is coming. What it is I don't know And probably never will,
For in the morning I might not awaken To hear the dreaded waves of The Caribbean |
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