The crew was anxious to get out there. High tide and wind made them work.
Our goal - go round Red Jasmine.
With each sweep of the oar the ocean glinted through. The river, a thin layer over the top.
Red Jasmine is really rusty red.
Apparently she is quite empty and a bit cock-eyed.
Or is that me?
As we break for tea...
there above the industry, the mountain we can see,
with the Puyallup below running to be free.
It's all as grand as grand can be.
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