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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 'Twas a cold wintry day the road was frozen white and gleamin' a pale sun stood over the clouds watching them float lazily by in the corner of a street on a flat stone, so to speak sat an old man, bearded and bare he is the sailor with the one-eyed look Sat as straight as a ramrod, did he, back to the blizzard, now astride with fingers so numb, eyes dim to see getting a ha'penny from a passer-by tramps and urchins flocked at he, told them stories of the seas, he did with arms a'waving like sails, you see a gleam of joy in his eyes show'd For he'd been to the wars sailing on the ships of Her Majesty seen it all, he's did, and lived, came back home to muffins and tea t'was on the seas he lost an eye plucked out in an enemy fight wounded and left behind to die but didn't, and now home and dry Retired from Her Majesty's service, he'd now homeless, helpless, this once proud sailor left with neither coin, nor a roof over his head forced to the slums, living out of the gutter t'was a piteous sight to behold, fie it! would'a loved to chomp on choicy bit displayed in the streets like in mama's kitchen but not for his palate, just to be seen Then it came, one bright sunny day oh, what a bliss from snow and hail tramps and children, out to play free from the fear of icy pain but alas! no sign of the sailor save a snowy effigy, and on it his comb for while snow lasted, the snow tailor'd a snowy covering on him; it was his tomb!
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