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Dream Wench

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He'd hurt his hip

and he missed his ship

His mind was in a pickle

The woman he'd relied upon

was nothing short of fickle

His loyal dog peed on his leg

and ate up all the mutton

the mangy cur never protected him

he became a canine glutton

with an ever shrinking bung hole

his beer keg turned to kindle

when the new horizon began to wane

he soon engaged his spindle

"I'm starin' at me spindle

an he's starin' back at me

I named the thingy Cyclops

Cyclops o' tha sea"

C June 15 2004 Dream Wench

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