Gently Stir Me, Pacific,
And when i am old and weak,
Gently Stir Them, Pacific,
For an eternity shine forth and speak,
Gently Stir Me, Pacific,
So that in an age somehow,
You'll be gently stirring them, Pacific,
Like you are stirring me now.
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