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Sunday, February 26, 2023

Sailor Jim There was Jim, sailing round the brim Sailing round the brim of a basin. With toffees in a tin, a badge that read I'm Jim And a handkerchief with some lace on. The sheets were fresh as milk, the sails as soft as silk. His heart was as big as a bucket. He did it once or twice and thought... Sign in to see full entry.

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