Best gift I've ever received has to be a bike when I was younger, a pedal bike.

It was a sort of slick little road bike and I remember it was all like, it was so, it was all wrapped up,

it was so obvious what it was obviously because nothing's shaped like a bike and I had a little ribbon on it and I was so

a guest. For that was a life changer and I'm still sort of big on cycling around my area now so, for that one change me a little.

Enjoy in every sip with red cups now back at Starbucks.

I've never swept tame northern lands. So too it is that in these resplendent Japanese seas the Mariner encounters the diorist of all storms, the typhoon.

It will sometimes burst from out that cloud the sky like an exploding bomb upon a dazed and sleepy town.

Towards evening of that day the Piquad was torn off her canvas and bare-pulled was left to fight a typhoon which had struck her directly ahead.

When darkness came on sky and sea roared and split with the thunder and blazed with the lightning.

The chowed the disabled mast fluttering here and there with the rags which the first fury of the tempest had left for its after sport.

Holding by a shroud star book was standing on the quarter deck. At every flash of the lightning glancing aloft to see what additional disaster might have befall in the intricate hamper there.

While stub and flask were directing the men in the higher hoisting and firmer lashing of the boats.

But all their pains seemed not.

Though lifted to the very top of the cranes the windward quarterboat they habs did not escape.

A great rolling sea dashing high up against the reeling ships high teetering side stove in the boats bottom at the stern and left it again all dripping through like a sieve.

Bad work, bad work, Mr. star book said stub regarding the wreck. But the sea will have its way. Stubbed for one can't fight it.

You see Mr. star book a wave has such a great long start before it leaps all around the world it runs and then comes the spring.

But as for me all the start I have to meet it is just across the deck here.

It's all in fun so the old song says.

Sings O' jolly is the gale and a joker is the whale of flourishing his tail.

Such a funny sporty Gami jesty joki hoki pokey lad is the oceanoe.

The scut all the flying that is flip only foemen when he starts in the spyson such a funny sporty Gami jesty joki hoki pokey lad is the oceanoe.

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