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The Captain had a penny whistle 



Which he wore around his neck



And he played it every morning



As the crew danced on the deck.



Sometimes it was a Hornpipe



Sometimes a Palais Glide



As they swayed across the deck



From Port to Starboard side.



 



It started sharp every morning



When the Bosun rang a bell,



And if he was feeling frisky



The Captain danced as well.



Sometimes on sunny mornings



The crew would stand at ease



While the Captain and a subby



Decorously mimed a strip tease.



 



It happened rain or shine



Until twenty minutes passed



When on a given signal



The crew would climb the mast



To set the sails and rigging



So the ship got under way



And so it started in this fashion



Every single working day.



 



It was on the good ship Venus



Which had had a dubious name



Until the Captain's dancing classes



Brought a more respected fame.



Recognised for their skill,



Every time they had a meet



The good ship Venus's crew



 Entertained the blooming fleet.



 



Oh on the good ship Venus



Such a happy place to be



Ship shape and Bristol fashion 



When the crew were all at sea.



He became the only Admiral to wear



 A penny whistle around his neck



And even in his dotage



 Would dance around the deck.



 



 




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