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Among the things one finds when cleaning out the sent mail are lyrical fragments. Here's one that
daisy_knotwise started and I finished up:
Never build a ship of stone
It surely won't be buoyant.
If sinking, leaves you all alone,
You'll find it's an annoyant.
You wouldn't want to find your race
Had perished in a watery place.
No, never build a ship of stone.
(Yes, you've likely guessed the tune by now...)
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Never build a ship of stone
It surely won't be buoyant.
If sinking, leaves you all alone,
You'll find it's an annoyant.
You wouldn't want to find your race
Had perished in a watery place.
No, never build a ship of stone.
(Yes, you've likely guessed the tune by now...)
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Date: 2011-03-01 07:33 pm (UTC)His brother will defeat you.
If living is one of your aims
That's an action you will rue.
You'll die in pain and deep disgrace
Your genes forever lost in space.
No, never kill one of the Graemes.