The Clean Song

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There was a young sailor who looked 
through a glass,
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Spied a fair mermaid with scales on 
her
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Island where seagulls fly over their
 nests,
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She combed the long hair that hung 
over her
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Shoulders and caused her to tickle 
and itch,
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The sailor cried out, “There’s a 
beautiful
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Mermaid a-sitting out there on the 
rocks”,
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The crew come a-runnin’ a-grabbin’ 
their
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Glasses and crowded four deep to the
 rail,
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All eager to share in this fine 
piece of
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News that the Captain soon heard 
from the watch,
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He tied down the wheel and he 
reached for his
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Crackers and cheese that he kept by 
the door,
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In case he might someday encounter a
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Mermaid he knew he must use all of 
his wits,
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Crying, “Throw out a line, we’ll 
lasso her
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Flippers and then we will certainly 
find
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If mermaids are better before or
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Be brave my good fellows,” the 
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Captain then said,
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With fortune we’ll break through her
 mermaiden
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Heading to starboard they tacked 
with dispatch,
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Caught that fair mermaid just under 
her
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Elbows and hustled her down below 
decks,
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Each took a turn at her feminine
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Setting her free at the end of the 
farce,
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She splashed on the waves landing 
flat on her
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After a while one man noticed some 
scabs,
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Soon they broke out with the pox and
 the
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Scratching with fury, cursing with 
spleen,
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This song may be dull but it's 
certainly clean.