Not A Castaway to Alcatraz

Flying to a place far faraway, 
Against time, a journey back away;
First time on Cathay with no delay,
This is gone be a long and tiring day;

To a place in San Francisco Bay,
In Alcatraz Island and lock away;
Where it’ll seem like a long stay, 
Reflecting on that underplay;
Though I’m not gonna fadeaway,
I’ll be gone forever and a day;
It’s by no means a castaway,
To contemplate on the next play. 


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