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The Captive

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There's a daring ship a-waiting
Where the dancing waters amuse,
And she's tugging at her rope
For a dash across the bay,-
But I'm stranded in the harbor
And I cannot go too far.

There's a path that's heading westward
Which my itching feet would seek,
There's a hundred spots to visit
Once I start in such a journey,-
But I'm chained into an office
So my future's rather dismal.

There are gypsy voices calling,
Sure, they bid me to laugh and chant,
For the pussy willow's budded
And the geese are on the fly,
So I'm chafing at the barriers
That would stop me seeking spring.

03 12 2019

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