Exceptional Minute Poem Dead Man's Reef by kiwisteveh Minute contest entry

O, Brother, wake, and hear thy fear! Our father dear has come to grief on Dead Man's Reef. Within the grasp of wild wind's lash and tempest's crash, his barque was tossed - all hands were lost. This morn, the sea in sweetness rolls. Oh, hark! There tolls the old church bell. It rings his knell.   Recognized

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