The Rescue Ship
A Akhtar Jawad
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An small island to be hit by a deadly tsunami,
thousands of tourists on the port,
waiting for a rescue ship,
that can save them from death.
Regretting the idea of the pleasure trip,
I am also standing in the queue,
condemning the organizer of this pleasure trip
I am determined,
I shall not plan a pleasure trip any more.
The ship came and all rushed to it,
The queue was broken,
many came below the boots.
What a pleasant surprise pushing down others in the sea
I managed to arrive at the deck,
for a forty weeks voyage
to a port of soothing arms and feeding breasts.
The organizer of the pleasure trip is caressing and loving!
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