The mainsail is rigged and the anchor weighed as we set sail on the middle passage of this infernal trade for the auction in New Orleans course is laid and where the greatest profit is to be made when into the harbour once again we will offload our sad living cargo whether it be child, man or maid and even though no passion may be displayed for most proud Englishmen and true it is a voyage we hate.
Poetic perspiration
When the pen takes control. · Fun with rhyme, eco interest, submission calls, nothing too serious.
When the pen takes control. 