I met a chief, grizzled and getting baldy
Long of tooth and extremely salty
A coffee cup in his claw-like grip
That remained horizontal
Despite the pitch of the ship
He strode the deck quite aloof
It was his Navy! And that’s the truth
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If it’s his navy, he may do as he pleases I suppose!
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I came Padre, I read, great work my friend — but I am not well. Be back soon.
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Ha! This stomps together so wonderfully! Perfect. I can see him…
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It sounds like he knows the way of the sea.
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Ha! Really well-described, the ol’ sea salt…
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