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Sometimes I sail on a boat
Boats are supposed to do something called… float. And float, yes they do, And sail on the blue, But my vessel is poised in my throat. Sea-sickness a good indication One’s floating, by mere implication. Waves—this way and that, (Oops, there goes my hat!) And my stomach, it offers donation! * * *
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