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None Is Bigger Than Mind
Three old whores from Halifax Was drinkin' of sherry wine When one of them says to the other two "None is bigger than mine."
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So, follow the ship me hardies Sprinkle the decks with brine Bend to the oars, you lousy whores None is bigger than mine.
"You'realiar,"saidthefirstoldwhore. Mine'sasbigasthemoon. AmanwentinthemonthofMay Andnevercameout'tillJune. "You'realiar,"saidthesecondoldwhore. Mine'sasbigasthesea. Theshipscomeinandtheshipsgoout Andneveratickletome. "You'realiar,"saidthethirdoldwhore. Mine'sasbigastheair. Thesuncouldsetinthecrackofmyarse Andneversingeoffmyhair. "You'realiar,"saysthefirstagain. I'dblushtobesosmall. Many'sthefleetthatsailedrightin Andnevercameoutatall.
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