The sea, she can be a cruel mistress. In this case, a hundred souls have perished, their vessel, now a tomb, is now sunk deep into a watery grave, never to surface again. This happens to plenty that pick the sea as a way of life. Sometimes it happens to one, sometimes to many. One might wonder what happens to the souls of those that have such a fate. One has to think.

Thoughts
I wonder what was the inspiration behind this poem. Was it merely an act of nature, or was there more behind it.

Spelling and Grammar
I don't see any issues with spelling or grammar.

Well, this is the BIG BAD WOLF, and I howl at the moon every night.
HOWLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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