Onward to Copenhagen
Damn The Torpedos full speed ahead
" Damn the torpedos! " Captain Obama shouted. We'll deliver this load of government cheese come hell or high water! Just what kind of cheese I could not discern. It was the foulest case I had ever encountered. It stunk to high heaven and we were going to be smellng it for weeks on end. When finally I saw the mark of the maker on the cheese disks I saw that it was some sort of circular symbol with a sky and earth. I would say heaven and earth but heaven can not smell like this cheese.
As we sailed at flank speed towards oblivion I could not help but think of the horrible view of the hull below deck. I could not put the ominous hole in the hull of the ship where I saw water gushing out of my mind. The image of the men trying to fix the bilge pumps who looked panicked and shot furtive glimpses that seemed to say without words:
" We are doomed for the fool that runs this ship "
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