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From <\/em>The Detroit Times, May 2, 1913<\/em><\/a>.<\/em>\n By Berton Braley.<\/em>\n \n\n \u201cSpeakin\u2019 of fishes,\u201d said the Tar,\n \u201cSpeakin\u2019 of fishes, near an\u2019 far,\n \u00a0 \u00a0 There once was a gentleman shark I knowed\n As swallowed our anchor fer a hook\n An\u2019 when he seen what a bite he\u2019d took\n \u00a0 \u00a0 Went hikin\u2019 off through the sea, an\u2019 towed\n That ship along like a bloomin\u2019 chip,\n Though she was a regular monster ship.\n He towed her backwards, mile on mile\n Though the engines fought him all the while;\n He towed her over the heavin\u2019 foam\n He towed her into the pier at home\n An\u2019 then with many a bump an\u2019 shock\n He towed that vessel upon the dock;\n He towed her up through the city street\n At a pace that a race horse couldn\u2019t beat.\n He towed her over the vale an\u2019 hill\n An\u2019 he never stopped a bit until\n The screw got caught in a spreadin\u2019 oak\n An\u2019 the anchor chain an\u2019 the hawser broke\n But the shark kep\u2019 on with a grim intent\n Though I never did learn where the monster went.\u201d\n There was silence awhile in the village bar\n As a tribute mute to the bold Jack Tar\n An\u2019 it looked like the palm would sure be his\n Till old Bill Jackson said, \u201cGee Whiz!\n I kin tell you just where yer big fish is;\n An\u2019 I know the tale that you tell is true\n \u2018Cause I caught the shark as he hove in view\n An\u2019 I got him stalled in the stable now\n An\u2019 I use the critter to help me plow.\u201d\n Then the old Tar rose an\u2019 he said, said he,\n \u201cBy the Great Horn Spoon, that sure beats me.\u201d\n Then his face grew pale and he gave a start\n And he fell and died\u2014of a broken heart.<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
 \u201cSpeakin\u2019 of fishes,\u201d said the Tar,
\n \u201cSpeakin\u2019 of fishes, near an\u2019 far,
\n     There once was a gentleman shark I knowed<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,14],"tags":[66],"class_list":["post-7089","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-newspapers","category-the-detroit-times","tag-berton-braley"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7089","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7089"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7089\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7089"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7089"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/desperaudio.com\/newspaperpoetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7089"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}