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a pirate's life for me.
we kindle and char and flame and ignite...
drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
we burn up the city, we're really afright...
drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
we're rascals, scoundrels, villans and naves...
drink up me 'earties, yo ho!
we're devils and blacksheep and really bad eggs...
(drink up me 'earties, yo ho!)
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Arrrrggggg!
The Sea and the Hills by Rudyard Kipling
Who hath desired the Sea? — the sight of salt water unbounded –
The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded?
The sleek-barrelled swell before storm, grey, foamless, enormous, and growing –
Stark calm on the lap of the Line or the crazy-eyed hurricane blowing –
His Sea in no showing the same his Sea and the same ‘neath each showing:
His Sea as she slackens or thrills?
So and no otherwise — so and no otherwise — hillmen desire their Hills!
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