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For we couldn’t leave her there, you see, to crumble into scale.
She’d saved our lives so many times, living though the gale.
And the laughing, drunken rats who left her to a sorry grave?
They won’t be laughing in another day…
And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow,
With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go,
Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain,
And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.
Rise again, rise again
Though your heart it be broken
And life about to end
No matter what you’ve lost—be it a home, a love, a friend—
Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.

You’ll have to fend for yourselves a bit longer, I’m afraid. Pardon the dust. —Hey, could you hand me that allen wrench?

  1. Bryant    Dec 21, 09:09 AM    #

  2. CD318    Dec 26, 11:02 AM    #
    It's so austere! Here's the 8 mm hex. That the right size?

  3. spazmo    Dec 29, 05:37 AM    #
    Hey, you're back! We missed you.

    I miss the old banner with the sailors fraternizing, though.

  4. Kate    Dec 29, 09:13 AM    #
    He is really back... :)

  5. Kevin Moore    Jan 5, 09:42 AM    #
    I thought I was the only person of my generation to have heard that hoary old tune. The Stan Rogers' version?

  6. Kevin Moore    Jan 5, 09:42 AM    #
    Oh, wait...follow the link, duh.

    How do you know Stan Rogers?

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