Ahoy Cap'n! Methinks the cast and crew might be driven by
mirage, and to delirium wrought into angstie-twistie-panty
by starvation of edible, digestible, and palpable News.
We still seek sight of Land; the peaks appear through the mist,
then slip below the horizon as we approach nearer. The frustration
is manifest throughout, and the roaches and rats run amok.
For days, we spy only bleeding, blighted, swirling flotsam.
Avast! The Inner Parrot cackles and croaks its intoxicating
wisdom, beseeching us all to HOLD FAST through the gales!
Do not abandon ship, and hone the well-greased oars!
Clear seeing and glassy waters shall be ours.
All the Best be to ye and to all and to ENTI!$ :-)
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