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She drinks dark rum

And chews tobacco,

A true mulatto.

I think she loved me,

Let’s roll and see.

Fill the sails lads,

Glad to be at sea


Show a manly bearing

But the searing

Pain I feel.

My voice faulters,

Gets all staccato

I loved her too.

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