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sailing
Contributed by
Jan_Oskar_Hansen
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Sunday, 29th December 2002 @ 02:30:00 PM in AEST
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Sailing
With the help of an old chest
a few planks hammer and nails
we built us a boat on the attic.
I demanded to be her captain but
brother said no that was his job
because he was older than me.
He sent me down into the galley
peeling potatoes which is a job
for sissies. Edwin, my friend, bit
bigger than me, got to be a chief
engineer and we sailed the seas
till mother came home and saw
that we had ruined her antique chest.
Brother got his ears warmed Edwin
sent home. And I? Well I was only
the cook.
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2002-12-29 14:30:00]
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Re: sailing
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by thousandfold on
Sunday, 29th December 2002 @ 03:32:46 PM AEST
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haha! that was such a cute poem. just goes to show that sometimes a bad thing turns out to be the best thing after all. you must have been very michievous and sly as a kid.
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