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Kunama 1958


The Battle


The sailor is a grizzled man,
He's sailed the seven seas.
With old slouch hat and a cornstalk pipe,
Knocked out on his knobbly knees.

He's the captain of a sailing ship,
The "Mary Jane" was she.
They piped all hands aboard at night,
And at dawn they went to sea.

They sailed and sailed till one fine day,
"A sail", the lookout cried
The sail it was a pirate ship,
That dosed right in and fired.

The battle raged between the ships,
With short throught rigging taut.
The pirate ship was set on fire,
And boarded by men who fought.

The pirate ship was routed then,
And sank from the ocean free.
While the "Mary Jane" sailed on in peace,
As the mistress of the sea.

P. SHELLSHEAR, 2A


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