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Jan 2015
The Cape of storms, bay of Bengal,
the southern trades,
I've sailed them all.
I
drank in dockside taverns,
met ladies by the score, been
picked up from the gutters and
then I've sailed some more.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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