I displayed this scrapbook open to these pages because they show a couple rare examples of shipboard poetry. I don’t know if he was the author. On the left are the “Ten Commandments” (e.g., “Thou shalt not spit upon the decks, nor smile when the Chaplin talks on sex”). The rhyming poem on the right describes life in the engine room, where he worked.
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