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May 2021
Comfort on his mind
Relaxed in being his self combined
The Captain’s daily task of steering a passenger cruise ship
But what I discovered being a tip
He was Captain during the day
But at night, Ship Ahoy Disco Queen
He was often dance to music from Donna Summer
The Captain would be in his room
He danced away with nothing on but nylon
But the Captain always thought that was where he belonged
Being a Captain was his lively hood
It was becoming a Disco Queens in where he truly stood
The night showing his other side
Because of that he wanted to hide
So how did the Captain separate Day from Night without being detected?
I can assure you it wasn’t easy
No pun here, but it was somewhat cheesy
So the Captain had control through the waves
But at night, he just couldn’t control himself and behave.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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