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From Hatteras south to Ocracoke The Queen Anne she did soak A'bar at Springer's Point Where kin of Teach Take pride in speech And with pirate's blood anoint On down coast by Emerald Isle Eighteen sailor  miles Till  sail through Tops'l Spit Beneath the waves Lie many graves Of fools whose widows knit r ~ 11Feb14
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:41 PM UTC
Eighteen Sailor Miles
From Hatteras south to Ocracoke The Queen Anne she did soak A'bar at Springer's Point Where kin of Teach Take pride in speech And with pirate's blood anoint On down coast by Emerald Isle Eighteen sailor  miles Till  sail through Tops'l Spit Beneath the waves Lie many graves Of fools whose widows knit r ~ 11Feb14
For Billy, my 'hoi toid' friend on Ocracoke Island.
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Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 3:41 PM UTC
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