Run Aground

Nearing the end of a grueling day at sea, I crawled into a lifeboat to rest, and must’ve lost consciousness, fell asleep near some treacherous shoals. When I awoke, the ocean had flung the boat onto shore. Oh well, they say you don’t really become a skipper until you run your boat aground.

Then again, this may be the time I stumbled out of a bar and hopped in here to hide from highwaymen and helldogs, picaroons and pirates.

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