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Old December 19 2012, 10:24 PM   #88
Darkwing
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Re: If you were on the Enterprise D, what would you do?

Forgot to add: rechristen the ship "Walloping Window Blind"

The Walloping Window Blind - Lyrics
A capital ship for an ocean trip
Was the Walloping Window Blind.
No wind that blew dismayed her crew,
Or troubled the captain's mind.
Chorus --
Then blow, ye winds, Heigh-ho! A-roving I will go!
I'll stay no more on England's shore,
So let the music play-ay-ay!
I'm off for the morning train!
I'll cross the raging main!
I'm off to my love with a boxing glove,
Ten thousand miles away!
The man at the wheel was made to feel
Contempt for the wildest blow-ow-ow
Tho' it often appeared when the gale had cleared,
That he'd been in his bunk below.
Chorus --

The bo' swain's mate was very sedate
Yet fond of amusement too;
He played hopscotch with the starboard watch
While the captain, he tickled the crew.
Chorus --

And the gunner we had was apparently mad,
For he sat on the afterrai-ai-ail,
And fired salutes With the captain's boots,
In the teeth of the blooming gale!
Chorus --

The captain sat on the commodore's hat
And dined in a royal way,
Off toasted pigs and pickles and figs
And gunnery bread each day.
Chorus --

And the cook was Dutch, and behaved as such,
For the diet he gave the crew-ew-ew
Was a number of tons of hot cross buns
Served up with sugar and glue.
Chorus --

We all felt ill as mariners will
On a diet that's cheap and rude,
And the poop deck shook when we dipped the cook
In a tub of his gluesome food.
Chorus --

All nautical pride we laid aside,
And we ran the vessel ashore
On the Gulliby Isles where the poo-poo smiles,
And the rubbly updugs roar.
Chorus --

And we set on the edge of a sandy ledge
And shot at the whistling bee-ee-ee;
And the cinnamon bats wore waterproof hats
As they dipped in the shining sea.
Chorus --

On rugbug bark from morn till dark,
We dined till we all had grown
Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk
Came up from the Torribly Zone.
Chorus --

She was chubby and square, but we didn't much care
As we cheerily put to sea-ea-ea;
And we left all the crew of the junk to chew
On the bark of the rugbug tree.
Chorus --
Then blow, ye winds, Heigh-ho! A-roving I will go!
I'll stay no more on England's shore,
So let the music play-ay-ay!
I'm off for the morning train!
I'll cross the raging main!
I'm off to my love with a boxing glove,
Ten thousand miles away!
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