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From: johnrk@mot.UUCP (John Koehring)
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Subject: Re: strange poem.... Must read!
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Date: Mon, 4-Mar-85 17:19:11 EST
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Posted: Mon Mar  4 17:19:11 1985
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O.K., I've been holding off on this one, but now that I've seen
one that is similar, I just can't resist.  My Grandfather taught
it to me.  He learned it in WWI boot camp in Texas.

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			Midnight On The Ocean

			      by Anon


'Twas midnight on the ocean,		Her children all were orphans,
not a streetcar	was in sight,		except one a tiny tot,
so I stepped into a cigar store		who had	a home across the way
to ask them for	a light.		above a	vacant lot.

The man	behind the counter		As I gazed through the oaken door
was a woman, old and gray,		a whale	went drifting by,
who used to peddle donuts		its six	legs hanging in	the air,
on the road to Mandalay.		so I kissed her goodbye.

She said `Good morning stranger.',	This story has a morale
her eyes were dry with tears,		as you can plainly see,
as she put her head between her	feet	don't mix your gin with	whiskey
and stood that way for years.		on the deep and	dark blue sea.


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