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T:WEE POT
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w:In that wee dark en-gine room,
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w:Where the chill seeps through your soul,
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w:How we huddled round that wee pot stove
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w:That burned oil-y rags and coal.
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w:Now the win-ter bliz-zards blow,_
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w:and the wha-ling fleet's at rest,
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w:Tucked in Leigh har-bor's shel-ter-ed bay,
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w:safe-ly an-chored ten a-breast._
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w:The whal-ers at their sta-tions,
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w:as from shed to shed they go,
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w:Car-ry lit-tle bags of coal with them,_ and a
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w:lit-tle i__-ron stove.