off wit the slops
.
noth'n sounds more sweeter
than
the jamaican windz help'n
the salty wet slap 'gainst mine
cabin's porthole
her'z
arrrr
tresses flap'n 'gainst me face
her vocalz
just the slight
mine hear
hey
she be
yar
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