Rush Rush
Said the Captain, The Son of a Captain, Whose Father was Captain before We drive for the Nethermost edge of the world Where we'll meet The great captains of yore. We are told That they wait us Were a hiatus Is known on that distant black shore. But the devil will greet us And slyly intreat us With the lie Just a little bit more.
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