Ode To The Ship Of State
Well, as the Ship Of State starts to slowly sink below the waterline, leaving small bubbles that reek of sulphur-like pond disturbance, the writing seems to be on the wall - splattered on the wall, actually, as various members of the Crew Of the Ship Of State find that someone has seriously damaged their life jackets, so they are casting about in their attempts to manufacture replacements, as they fear going down with the Ship, and well they should fear such a thing.
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