.I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling, West Virginia
A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door>
In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita
Just two months from her timbers 'til she moored
I paid the fare in billet on her maiden voyage to Vicksburg
And talke.
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