The Weather is dark today,Clouds dark and gloomy grey,
My ship is anchored at bay,
With fees I have to pay.
The wind blows steady and strong,
I hope it will not last long,
Till then I’ll rest along,
With sailors stranded among.
My ship oh she’s a mess,
I think she needs a rest,
I wish her all the best,
For she will pass the test.
What perfect time to see,
And try to rest and be,
Stand steady on land not sea,
Oh my heart is filled with glee!
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