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2 | Verse - 10 |
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4 | Verse - 12 |
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12 | Verse - 9 |
Verse - 10 | |
A certain young Sea-Voyager, Came up to the Pier and told His Cheeky Friends this Torried Tale: The Waters of the Deep were nice and warm, Covered with streaks of Blue and Green. The Early Morning Clouds, aye, like Doves fluttered Travelled towards the Stream. As I started to set sail . . . | |
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Verse - 3 | |
To the Noble One, Him I will call SIR: Inspire us with your Legacy, dear Captain of the Plym! May your Spirit live on; Your Soul everlasting That Generations from and beyond your Lineage Will learn from your Values and carry through The Traditions of Love, Health, Honour and Family. So it shall be. | |
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