The Last Laugh

There once was a man from the coast of Maine,
who laughed at danger with great disdain.
One day while at sea, gale winds did appear,
he laughed at the storm and to port did not steer.
The swells became higher, lashing over the bow,
but he smiled at the turmoil and danger disavowed.
The small boat so battered it gave up in vain,
there goes the man from the coast of Maine.

by Angelo Ventresco

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