.Bound to sail these ugly seas and hear the seagull's call
Doomed to hear the rat-tat-tat of the quarter master's call
The salt wind blows, the slave boss crows making my skin crawl
As i row this cross of mine to the place of the skull.
Hour after hour, rowing on this worn bench
My.
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