Off To Get the Oars Out
OFF TO GET MY OARS OUT
I am just a roving Jack Tar sailor, I have roamed the seven seasBut; I would get about much quicker, if only there was a breeze
Indiana Shaw . . .
“What were you expecting, it's seven in the morning” . . . : /
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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