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Dockside Beaver Bonanza! This dude was massive, roughly the size of a breadbox, whatever that is. . . . #beaver #teeth #pocock #lakeunion #seattle #washington #dock #lake #lakelife #summer #mammal #rowing #roem #rudern #whatsabreadbox
#tbt to some real cool jelly, found round the #beringsea . . . #alaska #beach #sand #bristolbay #nature #colors #aqua #agua
Sunrise through the Gasworks on Lake Union. Gorgeous morning to row boats. . . . #lakeunion #seattle #washington #pocock #coachinglife #coaching #rowing #rudern #canottaggio #remo
Someone gave me a microphone to announce some boat races this weekend. Many ears were harmed in the making of this photograph. . . . #dj #commentator #announcer #rowing #rudern #mastersrowing #northwest #vancouverlake #washington
A little #drinkdrankdrunk collaboration w/ @themidnightvenus . . . #sketching #runes #faces #art #blackink #dinnerdoodles #doodling #ancient #script #hieroglyphics #glyphs #aliens #thetruthwillsetyoufree
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Out on the shores of Port Heiden’s beaches,

Away from society’s sick sinister reaches,

Dwells a bygone relic of an unknown car.

Experts suspect it likely came from afar.

 

Faded, dirty, busted up, and blue,

Once oh-so-lustrous in sheen, shine, and hue,

Rusted seat adjuster all laden in germs

Rotted couch cushions devoured by worms.

 

Could your prior vehicle have been quaint and quite rustic?

Was your fabled place of origin really foreign or domestic?

Where did you journey before the beach took your mass?

Did you have a favorite highway, byway, or overpass?

 

Perchance you once had a whacky owner named Stu

Who knew in his heart that he couldn’t keep you.

Cause your headrest was a bit awkward and weird,

And that color kinda clashed with his orangy beard.

 

We all wondered these things and many many more,

Who knows what your history might have in store.

You look real rough and your fluff seems so soggy,

And I bet those stains smell pretty darn boggy.

 

But your decomposition (unintentional or planned),

Seems better than demolition by malicious hands.

The brisk whipping winds will soon bury you deep,

Among black sands, clams, and bitter beauty beneath.

 

THE END

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