We all live the yellow submarine

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Dad yells back as I climb down the mast I see it! I send some fire works that were stored from last years 4th of July celebration. We set sail and I lift the anchor.
The sub came all the way out of the water. To men come out an opening a hatch on the top of the sub. Ye lost sailors the one with a captains hat asked in a scraggly old voice. His beard was grayish brown and very messy but not to long. His friend had a gravely voice and a silver handlebar mustache.
Ah Yes my father replied whom may you be? You can call me the capt'n he replied. An this here is old Han bennin. We got Ralph and Paul McDonald down below.
Where are you going my father asked? We ain't goin anywhere. Ya the Beatles couldn't have said it any better than I. Han told us. We all live in the yellow submarine.

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