Jumble Sail (Or a Bunch of Immigrants)

Jumble Sail (Or a Bunch of Immigrants) They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea. In spite of the odds On a winter’s morn, on a stormy day, In a Sieve they went to sea! And when the Sieve turned round and round and every one cried, ‘We'll all be drowned! for this Sieve ain’t big, but they don't care a button! they don’t care a fig! In a Sieve we'll go to sea' Far and few, far and few are the lands where the immigrants live; Their heads are covered, their hands are empty and they went to sea in a Sieve. They sailed away in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they sailed so fast, With a hope in hell and a worn out tale and a bloodied flag by way of a sail, all

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