A sea shanty written by a bot
We're all bound to the other man say
And the mate of that whaler
When I first served my time in the bay
Oh, you New York ta-i-lor.
When he call'd me to come home from sea
Put him in the bay
Hey don't yer see that you can't cook me
Mark well what I say!
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