The light of dawn was gray and wan,
that fateful morn to be,
When ‘Basher’ Bob and Bill McCobb
would meet, pugnaciously;
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My Special Valentine
With hearts and flowers
Strung on Cupid’s bow,
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A star a minute may be born,
To me complete disdain,
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Sister’s Day
There’s always been a Father’s
And a Mother’s Day it’s true,
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The winds are in the rigging high,
And the wicked seas are running wild,
It’s a sailor’s curse that he face the worst,
And the ghost that’s by his side,
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