Douglas Adams Continuum (DAC)

Like Marmalade

The words rung like marmalade

Topping

‘Chasing cloud and lighting sun’

Our ceremonial procession cried:

‘Hold Steady

Off she goes

Bring the lard

Enter ye

Cormoran’

-Oh, ye magnificent canopy,

(Dweller in yonder abode)

Swing thyself cross open

Water’

We set sail at dawn, heading

for open sea.

There are no horizons, no shore,

no end.

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Ophelia was a preference, not humanly accessible, not as such.