He wears in his heart
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A fish from the China Sea
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At times one sees it crossing
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Diminished in his eyes
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Being sea man he forgets
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Bars and oranges
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He looks at the water
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He had a soapy tongue
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He washed his hands and was still
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Level world hilly sea
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A hundred stars and his ship
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He saw the balconies of the pope
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And the golden breasts of the Cuban girls
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He looks at the water
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Two Sailors On The Beach
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| Marc Almond |
