A
young lad, not quite one score
Wandering
along the shore
The
ocean then it called to me
I
answered thus and went to sea
Beasties
and monsters I met out there
Of
dead men's gold I've had my share
Over
glass like seas to raging storms
The
ocean maiden showed me all her forms
Foggy
mist, all is risked, though little gained
A
sailor's love for the sea may ne'er be explained
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