Chess and ale. Song and sail
In better light, in better sight,
Locking pieces, black and white.
Drunken play of forgotten days.
Alas! Life sends us in parted ways.
By what light the moon may bring,
What young merry fools were we,
By ancient tune that six strings ring,
And spirit outlawed by decree.
Then the four tamed wind and wave,
Over dinner, a ship was named.
Captain, Mate and crew most brave.
And the four never sailed again.
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