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There were three sailors of Bristol City
Who took a boat and went to sea.
But first with beef and captain's biscuits
And pickled pork they loaded she.
There was gorging Jack and guzzling Jimmy,
And the youngest he was little Billee.
Now when they got as far as the Equator
They'd nothing left but one split pea.

Ye who dwell at home,
Ye do not know the terrors of the main.

Nos fragili vastum ligno sulcavimus æquor.