As The Breeches-buoy Swing Towards The Rocks, Its Occupant Cried, "Save My Socks!

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As the breeches-buoy swing towards the rocks,
Its occupant cried, "Save my socks!
I could not bear the loss,
For with scarlet silk floss
My mama has embroidered their clocks."
-- Edward Gorey

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