Lord Franklins Expedition.--- Sonnetina Due Day 23.
Oh gallant ship upon the seas that raised thy billowed sails,
And all that glory was to be through stormy wind prevails;
Thou sailed against the gales`twas a doomed exploration
Fatal from the start ne-er docked the charted location
Amidst the seas crustaceans doomed to the oceans floor
And all that was salvaged they shalt never sail no more
A ghost ship of the deep. remains lost to the frozen pole
When fated ships sink fast the ocean retrieves their soul
But destiny ended at a loss when the melted ice withdrew
His ship was never found and nothing remains of his crew.
Speculation only ship was never found.
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