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Walter de la Mare - The Ship Of Rio
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There was a ship of Rio
Sailed out into the blue,
And nine and ninety monkeys
Were all her jovial crew.

From bo`sun to the cabin boy,
From quarter to caboose,
There weren`t a stitch of calico
To breech `em - tight or loose.

From spar to deck, from deck to keel,
From barnacle to shroud,
There weren`t one pair of reach-me-downs
To all that jabbering crowd.

But wasn`t it a gladsome sight,
When roared the deep sea gales,
To see them reef her fore and aft
A-swinging by their tails!

Oh, wasn`t it a gladsome sight,
When glassy calm did come,
To see them squatting tailor-wise
Around a keg of rum!

Oh, wasn`t it a gladsome sight,
When in she sailed to land,
To see them all a-scampering skip
For nuts across the sand!
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