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Alastair, the Sailor
There is a guy I know
who hails from sunny Brazil ~
Sea stories he loves to tell
of his many years as a merchant seaman
before deciding to become an architect
But those are days long gone,
my friend now lives as a retiree.
Tending to a garden, he chases snakes
and to relax he drinks pink gin
then has a daily nap.
But when the evening rolls around
this Romeo gets all dressed up
and takes his Juliet out on the town
to dine and samba all night long.
He loves to serenade her under the full moon.
He had his eye on setting sail out east
to travel the European continent
so off he goes for a great adventure.
When he’ll come back we just don’t know
But certainly he’ll share with us his fill of stories.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2023, Honorable Mention 2023
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