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It Was Too Much Tequila, Or Not Quite Enough.

Mother, Mother Ocean, I Have Heard You Call. Wanted To Sail Upon Your Waters, Since I Was Three Feet Tall. You've Seen It All, You've Seen It All. Watched The Men Who Rode You, Switch From Sails To Steam. In Your Belly, You Hold The Treasure That Few Have Ever Seen, Most Of Them Dreams, Most Of Them Dreams.

One Of The Inescapable Encumbrances Of Leading An Interesting Life Is That There Have To Be Moments When You Almost Lose It.

I Have Never Cared About Setting World Records, Or Filling My Boat With Fish, Or, For That Matter, Even Catching Fish. I Go For The Experience Of Spending Six Hours In The Arms Of The Ocean, Never Thinking Of A Single Thing Except Chasing Fish.

What If Life Is Just A Cosmic Joke, Like Spiders In Your Underwear.