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A Boatswain's Mate
By: J.D.P. Hodapp, Sr.
Courtesy of J.D.P. Hodapp, Jr.
I think there is n o man so great
Or lofty as a Boatswain Mate.
A Boatswain Mate who yells all day
For seven hands on deck to lay,
Or toots his little pipe and
booms,
In basso, "Sweepers, startcha brooms".
A Boatswain Mate with hairy chest,
Who gives the new recruit no rest.
Upon whose arm is tattooed
A dancing lady in the nude.
Any sap can make a rate,
But only God makes a Boatswain Mate!
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