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COOK ON A BARK I was once a cook on a bark, cook on a bark, cook on a bark. That was the way I made my mark, Slinging up the hash. Many sailors ate my stew. They're all dead, I'm telling you. When we're out of bacon fat, bacon fat, bacon fat, Then I catch a juicy rat. I know what to do. You salt the critter well. He will last for quite a spell. You should try my lobster sauce, lobster sauce, lobster sauce. Nothing tastes as well with horse. It's a lovely course. You should try my shark-fin soup. It's the stuff to make you stoop. [There are four more verses about lobster tails, custards, whale blubber, beetle s, water, rum, and beer, which the transcriber could not make out. BF] @food filename[ COOKBARK BF |
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