Throw that line, sailor! Time to find our land legs for a time.
A shirt for those bound to sea and ship
Some use it to hide their dice underneath
A trinket with plain sheets of unadorned metal, beaten into shape
Keep 'em nice and clean or the captain won't be happy
Touched by rivers of rust
I could weave a thousand different knots if I wanted!
Better cheap jewelry than rusty shackles
