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Sailing to
I Antarctica on the salty sea

"Iw' as ridin on an iceberg, drinking hot tea.
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"Anmd Iheaded for Antarctica," I told a passing loon.

b., for that piece of rock," he pointed to the moon.
"But

lrds can't fly in space," I said. "There is no air, you see."

"And
"Oh You can't get to Antarctica by sailing north," said he.

, I know bird, and don't you know the moon's too far to fly?"
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d wouldn't you know it, that crazy loon, he answered in my eye.