Water, water, everywhere,
― Samuel Taylor Coleridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.
Water, water, everywhere,
And all the trails did sink;
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any spot left dry can stink. Rime of the Ancient Trail Builder
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