11-04-2013, 05:18 AM
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Carries its freight,
rattle and clang,
drags old anchors into land.
Sea storms and poppies
greet an old sailor,
brushing his teeth
in early rise rum.
Flutters the skirt
of his Cancan tattoo,
spits out tobacco bits
as he thinks of the crew.
Smoke blows complaints
in sheltered accommodation,
still he raises a glass,
to what he gave for the nation.
Original
Carries its freight,
rattle and clang,
trails anchors into land.
Sea storms and poppies
greet an old sailor,
slopping early rise rum.
Flutters the skirt
of his Cancan tattoo,
spits out tobacco bits
rolled for his first brew.
Smoke blows complaints
in sheltered accommodation,
drinks to remember
what he gave for our nation.
Carries its freight,
rattle and clang,
drags old anchors into land.
Sea storms and poppies
greet an old sailor,
brushing his teeth
in early rise rum.
Flutters the skirt
of his Cancan tattoo,
spits out tobacco bits
as he thinks of the crew.
Smoke blows complaints
in sheltered accommodation,
still he raises a glass,
to what he gave for the nation.
Original
Carries its freight,
rattle and clang,
trails anchors into land.
Sea storms and poppies
greet an old sailor,
slopping early rise rum.
Flutters the skirt
of his Cancan tattoo,
spits out tobacco bits
rolled for his first brew.
Smoke blows complaints
in sheltered accommodation,
drinks to remember
what he gave for our nation.
If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out