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JOE GOLIGHTLY.
That honest tar repaired
To Joe, upon the billow,
And told him how he'd fared:
Joe only whispered, "Willow!"
And for that dreadful crime
(Young sailors learn to shun it)
He's working out his time:
In ten years he'll have done it.
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