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Once upon a time, Jack

I knew a little sailor,
(The story’s told in rhyme,
Jack,)

Whose ship was called a
whaler.

Now listen to my tale, Jack,

This sailor went a-sailing,

He went to catch a whale
Jack,
He really went a-whaling.

   
 

A pocket-knife he took, Jack,
My little friend, the sailor,

To stick—so says the book—
Jack,
Into the fish’s tail,-er—

Er—yes, it’s written here, Jack,
Then home he came a-sailing,

And vowed with many a tear,
Jack,
He’d go no more a-whaling.

Helen Marion Burnside... ..