Contributor: Donal Mahoney
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You have a choice, Abner.
You can drop your anchor
in the foaming sea
and stand on deck
until you die
and then fall overboard
for eternity.
But that's not me.
I'll swing my anchor
above my head
like a madman's lariat
and let it fly
above the clouds
and beyond the sun.
It will land, I swear,
in paradise
and take me with it.
Paradise is the only place
for curs like you and me.
So pull your anchor up
and swing it round
and let it go.
If you believe, you'll soar
along with me.
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Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri.
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