He, też mysłałem o tym łysym, ale to nie jest jasne, że to o kapitanie...
Ja to jestem fanem tej zwrotki:
W porcie, gdzieś na Bliskim Wschodzie,
Gdzie łysina nie jest w modzie,
Powiedziały cud hurysy,
Jaki brzydki jest ten łysy,
Choćby górę złota dał,
Nie skorzysta z naszych ciał.
Myślałem też o:
The Cruel Ship's Captain
A boy to me was bound apprenticed
Because his parents they were poor.
So I took him from St. James' workhouse
All for to sail on the Greenland shore.
One day this poor boy he did annoy me
Nothing to him then did I say
But I rushed him to my frozen yardarm
And I kept him there 'til the very next day.
When his eyes and his teeth did hang toward me
With his hands and his feet bowed down likewise
And with a tarry gasket there I killed him
Because I wouldn't hear his cries.
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