| Sleek, swift, streamlined ship,
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| shield-clad and shining,
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| tell to me the tale of your trip
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| when the limpest of men were your lining
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| You tried to take them to new trade
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| but they were afraid to follow.
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| Land-lubbers of the lowest grade
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| their hearts and their heads were both hollow
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| But your form is far-out, framed by foam:
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| a cloven-crocodile.
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| Whale’s-highway is your home
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| Swan’s-Riding is your style.
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| Fine-finned, shaped like a shark
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| the wind awaits your awaking.
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| Designed for delving into the dark
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| of mysteries in the making
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| O I know you were a ship of fools
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| A ship of fools
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| ship of fools
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| you were a ship of fools. |