Chapter 12: A Captain Op Human Flotsam

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​⁠O what is that which smells so tarry?

I've nothing in the house that's tarry.

It's a tarry sailor, down below,

 Kick him out into the snow!

 Doo me axna, dinghy a-a-a ma!

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​⁠ Doo me ama-day!

 —Doo Me Ama.

Captain Candage growled and complained so persistently during the trip to the main that Mayo expected to be deserted by the querulous skipper the moment the dory's prow touched the beac