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And once the home port of Ithaca Was in sight and within swimming Distance, Ulysses, master of human Nature, aroused his men’s curiosity To secretly open the magic bag that


Contained the four howling winds Which blew their battered ship Off course into a far-flung ocean, Away from the warm, waiting arms Of relatives and friends who offered


Libations to the gods for their safe Return and were busy preparing for A grand celebration. But the plain Truth and bitter secret of Ulysses Is this: he would rather risk his life


And confront the thrill of a thousand Dangers abroad, than die of old age And sweet boredom in the fully mapped Out body of his old loyal wife Penelope. Ah, adventure is man’s best company!


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