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 The captain, licienced for all tonnage, all seas Good thing, she got the distress call Ocean’s foaming white Was that a funnel cloud or Just my imagination? Radio beaconing and Whitefish Bay went through the navigator’s mind. There’s the shoreline with breakers She didn’t know it was that close. Distress call bearing to the North. The Captain called Harris by many Admirals Up the beach goes the Coast Guard cutter. The best defense against any hurricane. |
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