I wonder what's over there, Chris Columbus.
What marvelous tale of adventure
could be
Holding the gold, which is there
for the taking;
The unabashed thrill of discovery.
Treacherous oceans offer no
boundary
To those who are born with
inquisitive minds.
Accepting the challenge, our hero
sets sail
To the ends of the universe, only
to find
That there is no end, only a bend,
Or a corner to turn to the next
great adventure.
By now he is hooked and can never
turn back
'Til completing the quest which
began his indenture.
Green fields may call him to peace
in the valley,
The creature of age may dampen his
will,
But nothing on earth will quench
his desire
To take up the gauntlet;
To climb the next hill.
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