Stately as a galleon, I sail across the floor,Doing the military two-step, as in the days of yore.
Stately as a galleon, I sail across the floor, Doing the MilitaryTwo-step, as in the days of yore.
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, And the highwayman came riding Ridingriding The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.Alfred Noyes
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