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A lonely red tugboat anchored at the Hudson River The Red tugboat in its day would pull some very lavish cruise ships But here’s a tip Back in the day, there were stories Sea Captains would say For starters, the red tugboat having the engine power to pull ships and barches But as years rolled on, tugboats became a new wave of technology As you probably gathered, the red tugboat became out of date Later it gathered dust with no captain nor mate But things are about to change A new criteria that will be arranged The Red tugboat had a new technological engine This was a reason for the tugboat to feel useful and have fusion The Red tugboat ropes were thrown over to the deck It moved from being idled like mothballs A cruise ship that was travelling from New York Harbor to London, England and the red tugboat was assigned to the call The tugboat regained its life from being in a stall But the red tugboat returned with its legacy and it stood tall A new and improved red tugboat with its sea legs to be proud to be on the Hudson River All the Red Tugboat needed was a push of confidence It later became inspiration being the indication The Red tugboat knows where it belongs It’s heritage of accomplishments that was so long.
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
JUST A LITTLE PUSH
A lonely red tugboat anchored at the Hudson River The Red tugboat in its day would pull some very lavish cruise ships But here’s a tip Back in the day, there were stories Sea Captains would say For starters, the red tugboat having the engine power to pull ships and barches But as years rolled on, tugboats became a new wave of technology As you probably gathered, the red tugboat became out of date Later it gathered dust with no captain nor mate But things are about to change A new criteria that will be arranged The Red tugboat had a new technological engine This was a reason for the tugboat to feel useful and have fusion The Red tugboat ropes were thrown over to the deck It moved from being idled like mothballs A cruise ship that was travelling from New York Harbor to London, England and the red tugboat was assigned to the call The tugboat regained its life from being in a stall But the red tugboat returned with its legacy and it stood tall A new and improved red tugboat with its sea legs to be proud to be on the Hudson River All the Red Tugboat needed was a push of confidence It later became inspiration being the indication The Red tugboat knows where it belongs It’s heritage of accomplishments that was so long.
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
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