Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Sunday, February 22, 2015
漁業
The fisherman sprinkles salt
On the stern of the ship,
For luck against the assault
Of the blue-green waves,
Pours rice wine on the
Capstan, hoping it saves
His crew from the sea,
Which will reward them,
Or kill, as the winds decree...
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