City of Shipwrights Rights Ship of City

Seattle’s pilot industry
Was holding steady to the rudder
Along a course to solvency
By navigating wind and water
Between each fire-flooded street:
It all seemed lost, marooned, deserted,
But Puget’s ship, from moor to cleat,
Refuted ruin and asserted,
“To save that craft, I’ll ply my craft!”
And, building holds – Behold! The buildings
Arose anew, both fore and aft,
And fortune blessed the city’s holdings
When, raised above a razed terrain,
It cast for mayor, Bob Moran.

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