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Ye wish to touch the skyline breeze?

Yet dash a'rough of the seas' freeze?

Your stutter is your rudder!

Glaze wood with blubber, not blabber! 

In a ship of hope, a common trope

Cast high this mast of lie, it's timber a redwood tree!

It's shadow a fairy meadow, thine to shine, thine to endow

How deprived a'chastity when she did elope..

With her reprived our fares and fairs down this slope...

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