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G4WYW > POEM 12.04.08 11:42l 27 Lines 579 Bytes #999 (0) @ WW
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Subj: ODE TO THE SEA
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From: G4WYW@GB7FCR.#16.GBR.EU
To : POEM@WW
ODE TO THE SEA
There is a ship that has no reason
With a crew that have no name
And it sails through every season
Though its routine is the same
And its Mate is seeking glory
While its second is drinking wine
But we just work the cargo
With a measuring stick and a line
We do it for humanity
We do it for our pay
That you may live in comfort
That we may see the day
When oil fuelled energy is over
And power comes from the Sun
Until then we'll keep on working
For a new voyage has just begun
.....Mel Fisher 1963
73 - Mel, G4WYW
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