Hi my name is Jaime ๐I am inspired by Japanese calligraphy (Shodo) and Asian pop culture, stripes, graphics and style from the 80s and 90s, electronic music, rave culture, Bauhaus, sacred geometry, celebrations, chaos, fireworks, space exploration, sci-fi, quilts and textiles, undersea creatures, insects, topography, cartography, plated food, and architecture.
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The Yucatan
There was a sturdy vessel
Called the Yucatan.
A merchant ship she was,
Owned by Japan.
Manned by fifty men, strong and bold,
She carried a cargo of millions in gold.
At dawn there came a roar,
The mast fell, killing four.
โNo quarter; no quarter!โ was the Captainโs call,
As the enemy poured in,
Ball after ball.
Suddenly, she sank, under a great wave.
Then, a clank,
She had reached her grave.
Fifty men, strong and bold,
had gone down with the Yucatan,
And her cargo of gold.
โNathan Ellis, age 12
There was a sturdy vessel
Called the Yucatan.
A merchant ship she was,
Owned by Japan.
Manned by fifty men, strong and bold,
She carried a cargo of millions in gold.
At dawn there came a roar,
The mast fell, killing four.
โNo quarter; no quarter!โ was the Captainโs call,
As the enemy poured in,
Ball after ball.
Suddenly, she sank, under a great wave.
Then, a clank,
She had reached her grave.
Fifty men, strong and bold,
had gone down with the Yucatan,
And her cargo of gold.
โNathan Ellis, age 12