“What is it makes a man follow the sea?
Ask me another!” says Billy Magee:
“Maybe it’s liquor and maybe it’s love–
Maybe it’s likin’ to be on the move–
Maybe the salt drop that runs in his blood
Won’t let his killick lie snug in the mud:
What is it makes such poor idjits as me
Follow the sea–follow the sea? . . .
Jiggered if I know!” says Billy Magee.
From A Poem A Day: United Kingdom, Ireland & Continental Islands
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