Sail, sail away
The rigging will manipulate my way
to where my vessel may lead me to stray
The sun will be my blanket and the ocean will be my bed
The hull will be my terrain and the bells will make my day
Navigate, navigate, navigate
The sailors do that all day
The storm may devour
The typhoon may lure
But my vessel will stand tall
The anchor will rest my vessel
and the sailors shall rest their day
thus making my voyage a wonderful stay!
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