Ijok - where bloggers were at sea?

I sail into a storm
Where the Ijok sea
In anger waxes
Tempestuously
Roiling
Raging
Roaring
A vortex of avarice

‘Tis a sea swarming
With predators in
Chauffeured Mercedes
Baring beguiling
Smiling
Sinister
Sharp
Baleful razor teeth

Another ship appears
On the evening horizon
And soon draws near
There on the deck
She
Smiles
Sweetly
I imagine to me

While the predators
Lull, lure and lie
Without conscience
To the prey, ikan bilis
Brown
Black
Buff
All victims of deceit

I shout out to her
Watch out for the
Pelagic candirú
Lampreys of votes
She
Signals
Silently
All lies have been posted

Soon one predator remains
Having vanquished the other
Leaving whitebaits to swim
Around 200 Janome's, so
Eighty%
Equivocating
Employment-deficient
Sweethearts exit Ijok

And our two ships pass
Each other as night casts
A dark curtain over us
I realise sadly she’s
Gone
Godspeed
Goodbye
Will it be forever?