As much as I truly loathe the shark's teeth on the boat - and I do, truly, loathe them - if it's gonna bring in a few bucks that wouldn't otherwise be there to help keep her from becoming a reef, I reckon I can live with 'em.
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At Fiddler’s Green, where seamen true
When here they’ve done their duty
The bowl of grog shall still renew
And pledge to love and beauty.
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