| EEsyone |
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| Wednesday, 30 May 2007 07:33 | |||
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Twas the night before crew change, and all through the boat, They were praying tommorrow they'ed still be afloat The deckhands were nestled down in their beds While visions of Budweisers danced in their heads The cook's in the galley with the dock on his mind, Cleaning some stems for the thirty-third time But we know in the morning it will all be alright So wet dreams to all, and to all a good night
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