It was homeward bound one night on the deep
Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Franklin and his gallant crew.
With one hundred seamen he sailed away
To the frozen ocean in the month of May
To seek a passage around the pole
Where we poor seamen do sometimes go.
Through cruel hardships they mainly strove
Their ship on mountains of ice was drove
Only the Eskimo with his skin canoe
Was the only one that ever came through.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysFKjWG_W54 )
Good morning, everyone! "What day is it today?" "Well, it's today!" "Oh! My favorite day!" There is "Yorkshire" tea in my cup, rice and olives in my bowl, with an orange beside it. And a smile on my face. Could anyone ask for more?
Regarding the aforementioned T-shirt...
'nuff said.
Stitchawl