A Beastly Catastrophe Damns Earth;
Facing Gruesome Hurricanes-
Invading, Jamming, Killing Landsmen.
Malicious Nature Of Pandemic Quakes;
Raging Savagery Threatens Understanding.
Vanishing, Waxing- Xanadu Yields Zero.
Gone we are this day you'll see ~
Off away to nether lands ~
Gone we are to sail with glee ~
Aboard her now a'come all hands ~
With them then such all sort stuff ~
Carried down to dock a'blow ~
Mate say now 'tis quite enough ~
That ye have we'll stow below ~
Sails await top yards hewn strong ~
Winds a'whistle 'round harbour's end ~
'Tis this journey shall be long ~
A'sea does now landsmen send ~
Maids ashore do tears so shed ~
Mates aboard stand fast all ~
Fear of ship or sea they dread ~
None may change sea siren call ~
Captain now come he aboard ~
Krewe now all with eyes ahead ~
Struts he now as noble lord ~
Wish now they this call had fled ~
With soften voice yet strength within ~
Captain hails his men below ~
Sail with me lads off to sin ~
Seas all seven we now go ~
Choice so made long before ~
Ship a'sea men a'shore ~
Dread naught but fancy free ~
Sailors all so set to sea ~
SeaWolf
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'Tis wisened sailor heeds his caution,
Whilst whistlin' up mere summer's breeze.
Lest shall be winter's whirlwind,
He mayhap so then receive.
Listen well ye landsmen all,
That ye may be of reason so.
Ne'er let these seas enthrall,
Ye from earthen perch to go.
Wind & sea & sun thus do,
Await with glee we chosen few.
Who would with abandon sail,
Into tempest which doth us hail.
Sole our savin' grace is then,
That which sails in dark o'night.
She's faithful to all sailors when,
Lights our way her bright moonlight.
SeaWolf
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