A sea shanty written by a bot
We'll rant and we'll say
But Louis got his head his ghost can be seen
Early in the bay
Tracing one warm line through a sternlight screen...
We'll rant and we'll away to Iceland cold
An Indian man from the arctic ground
We dug his grave with a cargo gold
Yo ho ho and a gal that's plump and round.
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