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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 hold of gold tonality in a bucket of gray paint. Under all the hug she must feel faint. No other drops 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, but less than the sailors. Since the golden drop of paint is all alone, 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 after my poet?s call on because Molly Peacock would use metaphors in her poems. She would compare dickens things together to make one. Revenge For each sailor a flag has fallen and surrender 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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