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Oct 2016
I knew an Arab
Who was afraid of sand
I knew a farmer
Afraid of the land
There was an old Eskimo
Who was afraid of the snow
And the lovely Claire
She was afraid of thin air
While Captain McNee
Was afraid of the sea
All of them held terror near
But none was afraid of their fear.
Steve
Written by
Steve  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
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