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poems1 Confessions in Rhyme Poems By: Ifayemi Willson L.A. #201 October 27, 1997 Colors Charlotte mixing in with the sailors, is like a clasp of gold tonality in a bucket of grizzly samara. Under all the wring she must feel faint. No other spews of gold paint to accompany her. Only a fraud. Gold on the outside, plainly hateful clear on the inside. A fraud, trying to be a good captain, merely less than the sailors. Since the golden drop of paint is all al hotshot, it blends in with the gray.

This relates to when Charlotte is coming aboard the Seahawk. as well as it relates to how she becomes one with the crew. This poem is modeled by and by my poet?s call on beca use Molly Peacock would use metaphors in her poems. She would compare deuce things together to make one. punish For each sailor a flag has fallen and recant was pleaded, for each sailor a country...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay

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