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[title] => Gavan O'Connel 5
[time] => 2007-01-02 09:34:45
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[bodytext] => Larsen swung down from the shroud meeting the deck in an easy stride that only practice could have mastered. It indicated he was a good man aloft Third mate had been at sea twelve years, since the day his father put im aboard the Mary Ann at the age of twelve giving instruction to the mate to make a sailor of him. That task proved easy. Rattan and cat were seldom used starting him for being an idler. Larsen took to the sea as a duck takes to water. Third Mate was blond with blue eyes. Full beard was of curly wheat color. Heavy shoulders showed strength. Brawn served him well in the yards requiring power no weakling or waister had. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 21 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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