A stoic Dutch captain hung himself at the helm.
The Lookout was reading an account of the assassination
of Louis, Duc D'Orléans by John the Fearless to repel
stifling heat as the river's course took them.
His soaked brow's menace aroused a targeted smack.
A mosquito's quelled and The Lookout's sucked blood
mingles with sweat dyeing his forehead blanched red.
He thought of the Duc D'Orléans' severed hand.
This branch cadet kindled flame,
nearly torching his elder's frame.
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