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TIS thine bottled tat's tasked whence be thine edge
Be naught in wallows dew supine vogue cast
Youth triumphed hour as a young promised fledge
Barkeeper, be thoust days numbered--till asked
All stand 'tis proper thine talents measure
Skills they'd be lest your count talents pleasure
The mark of pride gallant's ships, tally ho
Unleashed to the wiles of thine girth proved pro
A man sleeps its due dawn innocence stole
Take him then to me' ship I'll pay then blow
~Virtue claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.

AVAST'S young flower me' ship findeth wedge
Thoust mistreats a crewman likened outcast
Such brazen sass dragged from the gutters retch
Leash thy wits my First and quick to the mast
Mateys yo ho First mind all ship's lever
Shove off de' planks lego de' landlubber
Weighed up ye anchor mateys pull then whoa
Whilst the crewmen hold you, men, lock-n-stowe
When the crow's nest clears, gentle me' that mole 
Here's my Capt'n, steer First harbors clear throw
~Virtue claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.

BE thine journey true and naught misallege
For thence beholden my good eye stedfast
Thy disciplined of thee bequeath your hedge
Be it naught onerous blest thee biassed
Ye hast a vicar's wit--nay, transgressor
Farthing to me' backside--still, the wiser
Barkeeper's share of thee, mid his shadow
Tales proof like 'is gin, scriptures tat's ye know
Keep 'em, coming mate liken drummers roll
E'er thee, thy land, and thy sea deem shared show
~Virtue claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.

HAIL voyaged rendezvous lands of thy pledge
Set virtue in the crew's heart pegs deep past
First grew close to thee, pegs me cartilage
Yet saved 'em ships crew knew, shark naught First last
Thy silence roars a man, ... First successor
Thus I'd be naught, thee be thine endeavor
Yo ho my First matey, decks down below
Tallyho me' mateys, Capt'n bestow
Shivers me' timbers, all hearts are gambol
Piped the strong brew and shove-off its tipped snow
~Virtue claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.

MY Capt'n, the breakwaters ... English sedge
Give sight me' behold, thine eyes be all glassed
Let me' ears see me' England, First--harks ledge
Steer clear lanes weigh anchor for the unasked
England fairs chamber of thy sound pressure
Forgive my Capt'n, nay, BE ... naught whisper
Let me' hear my Capt'n, let England flow
Lift anchor my Capt'n sails air borrow
Tilled England cast naught seven seas ship's goal
My Capt'n First, the ship's complement ... WOE
~Virtue claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.

THERE'D be naught a model fairer weather
SHIP sails cloaked high aloft valued treasure
HOST e'er Capt'n, My Capt'n ... golden glow
SAILED seven seas -- seventieth ... ago
CAPT'N Earth berth surrendereth man's soul
HEAVEN blest thine, true confessor, thoust go
~VIRTUE claim, A sovereign crown, and their Whole.
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