When The Old Man Was A Sailor

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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When the old man was a sailor When food was served, before cleaning pots and pans the old man when young, went out on deck to see the sunset. A dreamy that is if a tempest wasn`t blowing, gale in the mighty Pacific reduced the bravest to shivering gnat. The old man was a cook not the loftiest type of work, whoever wrote a book titled: " The adventure of a ship`s cook." The old man, when he was young, got up early to see the sunrise before frying eggs and bacon, not forget baking bread; and receive the insults by frustrated, womenless seamen. But he was there in all the oceans, their tranquilities and fury, what was left was serene evenings alone in his cabin read great novels about audacious voyagers.

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