Port of Call
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Sailors seen as a lustful sort
Beautiful girl in every port
On ocean blue you quickly learn
Not every ship promised return
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So, we make hay while the sun shines
Spend land-locked nights in love’s entwine
We seek love where and when we can
Bane of life to seafaring man
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Brave men so tan, so strong and true
Muscular frames wrapped in navy blue
Eyes that have seen a larger world
Can turn the head of local girls
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The island inks that paint our arms
Our quiet strength and worldly charms
For all our raucous, rowdy noise
The innocent maids love bad boys
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For them, we are a chance to see
Beyond their small life by the sea
To live life more adventurous
Adrenaline so dangerous
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Thus, we dally in our leisure
Partaking of all their pleasures
For both, the unspoken and known
The sea will come to call him home
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Beautiful girl in every port
Sailors seen as a lustful sort
But if the truth is to be told
A few each seaside port would hold
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For these ladies, you need not cry
A passing ship will soon seek dry
Another worldly, salt-cured crew
Returns lustful from ocean blue
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
a story as old as time, well penned
Thank you, Beth!
Ah, life at sea, freedom, fresh air, negative ions from the salt spray, the sun, getting a good tan… all things I never did, even as a Coast Guard (Reserve) officer because they assigned me to landside duties, especially training. But I did get to go to Tradewinds (Antigua & Barbuda, 2011) and train those from Caribbean countries together with Marines… Great work Brad…
Thank you, my friend! There is something magical about the sea. And thank you for your courageous service to our country!
You’re very welcome and thank you for your kind words my friend. Thank you for your service, courageous and faithful. All the best.
Oh, those handsome men dressed in blue. I remember traveling to Baltimore just for fleet week!
You paint such vivid imagines. I could see the entire scene playing out like a movie as I read your words. ❤
Thank you, my friend!
What is so captivating about a sea-faring man? Perhaps they soak up the magic of the waters and bring a little to shore with them. Who doesn’t want to touch the sea?
I love your perspective of gathering magic from the sea to bring it ashore. Thank you, Bridgette!
A scene played out for hundreds of years.
And little has likely changed over the years. Thanks, Pete!
I life one May envy