T’ be youngest yer blessed and yer cursed
Tho loose lips claim bein’ middle’s worst
Yer ma’s big regret:
Years swabbin’ the deck
Fer time’s cruel, and can ne’er be reversed
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Give no quarter to tricks nature plays
Ye’ll be me laddie all o’ yer days
Wi’ yer sea legs on
Heave ho, chase yon
Stay the course fer yer drivin, coxswain
Congrats to your young son! May his days be happy and productive!
Thank you!
Congrats! What a great , clever poem to commemorate the occasion.
Thank you!