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We call a ship a she and not without a reason for she displays a well shaped knee regardless of the season. She scorns a man whose heart is faint and doesn't show him pity and like a girl she needs the paint to keep her looking pretty.

For love she'll brace the ocean vast be she a gig or a cruiser but if you fail to tie her fast you're almost sure to lose her. On ships and dame we pin our hopes we fondle them and dandle them and everyman must know his ropes or else he can not handle them.

Be firm with her and she'll behave when skies are dark above you and let her take a water wave praise her and she'll love you. That's why a ship must have a mate she needs a good provider a good strong arm to keep her straight to conform her and guide her.

For such she'll brace the roughest gale and angry seas that crowd her and in the brand new suit of sails
no dame looks any prouder. The ship is like a dame at that she's feminine and swanky you'll find the one that's broad and fat is never mean and cranky.

Yes ships are lady like indeed for them all together the ones that show a lot of speed can't stand the roughest weather.

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