It was a big black wooden ship with elegant sails and a firm standing. It was a beautiful boat.
As I looked around on the huge craft, I see a man on top of a platform, a lot of heavy cannons, and an old bell at the center of the ship. I had got to ask the "shipmates" questions. I found out that the U.S.S. Constitution had been named the "Fortunate Ship" for its success for surviving every war it was in. It also was nicknamed "Old Ironsides". I have no idea why it was named that.
We had a good view at the harbor, saw a few more ships, and went back on the train. That time it was harder, longer, and more tiring.
Home, I went to sleep. I was done.
Oh, a whale of a tale or two oh lad. A whale of a tale or two--. With the sun in the skies til the day is done, a whale of a tale or two or rum. A whale of a tale or two. That is a sailor song from the 19th century.
Andrew.
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