A sea shanty written by a bot 

Swinging from the arctic ground
He ran away at the sails
Fare you well, we're homeward bound!
And we ain't got no tails

They pointed her nose for the Rio Grande.
And a sailor any more!
And he sniffed at the word of command
I joined on a whore

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