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Many a swell did she toil, while
carried wind and wave asunder.
And for 36 years she did sail;
Without anything taking her under.
Born and Christened the great Galician;She floundered about the seas.
Slower than most, yet gained flag host;
as for Atlantic crossing none fared better than she.
But on the Christmas morn of Columbus first land;
She ran aground, both on corral and sand,
tearing her hull in two. So they stripped
her down, to build a town, on an Isle now known as Haiti
to the likes of me and you.
A twisted irony, or maybe prophetic fate;
One can not but surely relate, and suspect
a Devils trick.
And wonder how the great
Santa Maria de la inmaculada Concepcio’n;
On Christmas day became a town called Mole’ St. Nick
( Just my thoughts after reading this )
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