For two Chicago summers
We bought the only boat
We could afford a home-made
Wide-beamed cabined sloop
With a tiny galley and two beds
What we knew of sailing
You could have stowed
In an overhead compartment
We just wanted to be on the water
So one night we took her out
And breezed along the shore
Raging stars to starboard and
The streaming city lights portside
Trying to outshine them
Losing all track of time
We almost couldn't find
The harbor entrance dazzled
And then collided with the dock
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