Non-Erotic PoetryShip Of OldShip of ancient days strolls by
Looking for seas on high
In the birds-eye
Sits the magpie
Keeping a watcheye
Masts stretch up towards blue-sky
Waiting for the next blow-by
Sailors await orders to comply
With a simple and hardy aye-aye
Then those sails they shall untie
The captain retires for some shut-eye
Whilst they head towards Shanghai
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