bend o' the gunnel

.

               that's the skull and
                          well
                      one bone
                       me lady

             never yer mind wench
                 over that chaser
          fer the crew come up from
               swill'n that ol' grog

                      "edvard"
                    shhhh yourz
                       woman
             them thar thicker toes
       they can hear the crow drop'nz
               on deck in the gale
                         shhh

                      "ow'kay"
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