A good question, and perhaps you can work it into your children's tale from yesterday (it's the bear's reply when Maxx asks him what his name is) :)
What's in a name? The Rusted Hulk seems too glib though it lingers on my tongue. I stare across the deck to the horizon And the boy who found me stares at me for far too long. The Al-Amrit I say when the Captain sighs impatiently.
Well the ship's got a name now, at least. I wonder if that will help at all, as things continue on, or if fate will close in on it with greater enthusiasm...
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A good question, and perhaps you can work it into your children's tale from yesterday (it's the bear's reply when Maxx asks him what his name is) :)
What's in a name?
The Rusted Hulk seems too glib though it lingers on my tongue.
I stare across the deck to the horizon
And the boy who found me stares at me for far too long.
The Al-Amrit I say when the Captain sighs impatiently.
Greg - uh huh :P
Well the ship's got a name now, at least. I wonder if that will help at all, as things continue on, or if fate will close in on it with greater enthusiasm...
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