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The Ship
Here comes my ship,
She roared blissfully,
Steaming in on a golden sea,
But wait they pray, be what may,
Girls don't board ships and it should stay that way
Here comes my ship,
She danced with glee,
Sailing in on a pale blue sea,
Stop! They spray, don't go that way!
Good girls should stay, darling what will your parents say?
Here comes my ship,
She clapp...
Monday 23rd September 2019 9:11 pm
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