on paper, this was not New

1 June 2013
but most of the whining,
marine or democratic,
carried some crazy morale
and issued endless havoc and
enough food for scurvy to
sailors. bone and gristle at
table bay. the fleet spared no
one each week, made most
tyranny stupid, guarded with
reverential care. 18 turkeys,
35 ducks, 35 geese and 209
chicken baked on a shovel.
these creatures bought
livestock for themselves, thus
the social demarcation of salt
meat. scanty, monotonous
ranks could not symbolize
full emancipation, and kept
poaching the hens. to anyone
who informed the prince of
Wales, an officer fattened
while dingoes strayed into
the scrub, their last port of
call was a pen, worth a
breeding man’s life. thus our
allowance is animal. gorgon
offered five cows and four
convicts, slightly less than
half the naval standard, to
practise on the thief, wrote
james campbell in a bad light,
gloom cast about the future.
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