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A cargo of rum
A cargo of rum is due in this port! A cargo of rum. You bloody young scrote. A cargo of rum now don't blame me if its late I'm just the harbour boy you stupid old. Now that's enough billy he's a paying guest go help the fishermen gut the rest. But I hate that job sir. Just do as your told remember what happened last time you were bold. Were is my rum harbour master its due it should have been docking or at least in the que. There's been a small problem I've just heard through! The captain is drunk and so is the crew. They were spotted off single making a hell of a din laughing and singing trying to throw each other in. You know who I am harbour master I'm sure I'm the earl of kinsale and I'll give um what for. I have a shipment if rum harbour master don't you see I'm from the class of the landed gentry! Your grace I am sorry for what's happened to you. The captains a pirate and so are the crew
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