How I loved those harbour lights, as shipwrights, we worked through those long and lonely nights and laid keels for Queens that rode the sea.
She was one, The S.S mv Lexicon, a giant of a lady she. would leave her lipstick marks upon the sea and we just loved her, built her dream in funnels square and clean and launched her late one Monday Eve and when steam had scorched the boilers, we’v…e seen our Queen go sailing far away.
That day has gone now, steam no more, a passing fancy but I adored the smoke and grit, the wit of Bosuns as they spat at this and that and harried cabin boys who touched their caps out of respect, I expect it’s for the best. And tomorrow what will be is a lack of oi de vivre and the sea will look so flat.

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