The Sailor With The Bloodshot Eye

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I was once born where I don't belong
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And I did believe in what I know is wrong
So I packed up my pants and my fiddle case
And wiped the dirt right off of my face
And yonder and yonder I went by foot
Till my ears and eyes were all filled with soot
I came across a town so torn and ragged and crooked and bent
With my buttons and clothes and hair all unkempt
Hens and spoons and ashes all around the curb
And I came across a briefcase inscribed "do not disturb"
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As I yelled above what could all this tell with a great galactic sigh
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"nothing but trouble my son, nothing but grief" answered the Sailor with the Bloodshot eye

More verses to come