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Like Popeye

My daddy was a sailor man.

He liked to ride the waves,

but when the tides came rolling in,

he clutched his heart and prayed.

And when the clouds blew over his ship

and cast their darkness there,

and thunder rolled like a pair of dice

thrown hard and without a care,

my daddy puffed upon his pipe

and exhaled with all his might.

The ocean calmed, and the sun emerged

from beneath the fluffy whites.

Its smiling face filled up the sky

with the most beautiful of lights,

and now that my daddy’s work was done,

he would anchor up for another night.

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