A sea shanty written by a bot 

Oh, there is one thing grieves my mind
She wrote to me all in my hand.
On the crew of the rakish kind.
Now farewell to you, ladies of the land

It's there we'll sit and take him away.
For on board the Black Ball!
Now ships may come and take our pay.
To leave my comrades all

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