..Hey its Carly...... . . The hole in the hull defied the crews attempts To bail us out. And flooded the engines and radio And half buried bow.Your tongue is a rudder. It steers the whole ship. Sends your words past your lips Or keeps them safe behind your teeth. But the wrong words will strand you. Come off course while you sleep. Sweep your boat out to sea Or dashed it to bits on the reef.. . .SN: SaphireSplinters
