Flash Frigate
sł. trad.
'twas on a flash frigate, flash frigate of fame,
In our 'tween decks, I'll tell you, a bucket might swim. Our main and top foreman so loudly do bowl, For sand and for holystone both great and small.
He struts on the deck and he makes a great swell. It's up on the yards, boys, or God damn your eyes! I've pump handle here for to trim down your size.
If you spit on the deck it's your death warrant signed. If you spit over bow, over gangway or stern, You're sure of three dozen to help you to learn.
From the frigate "La Pique" I would have you keep free. For you'll work and you'll sweat, but you ain't worth a damn! And you get send half dead back to merry England.
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