Clyde
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“Here’s the captain’s armband, Clyde,”
The coach remarked to him.
“No need boss,” the lad replied,
“I know well how to swim.”
“He’s making you his skipper, Clyde,”
Intoned the full back, Clancy.
“No need for that,” the lad replied,
“Yon herring’s not my fancy”
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