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61968	Bond, Nelson S.	The Ballad of Blaster Bill			.txt	text/plain	1761	198	97	The Skipper on the bridge, a moment will On the wallowing old freighter, _Dotty Sue_. But a better grease-pot never sheared the blue. On McNeer's space-weathered forehead. A rogue asteroid is riding on our tail!" On the mate's embarrassed eardrums, raced McNeer "Bill!" McNeer cried, voice all blurry, "Got the motors fixed, McNeer?" And the Chief said, low and clear, McNeer sadly shook his head McNeer said, "Too bad, Bill, And to the Chief he said, His arms upon the wheel were like a vise. Did you break ship, McNeer?" McNeer said, "Right away! But Bill the Blaster panted, "Chief, stand clear!" McNeer cried, "No, Bill! Clacked with the Skipper's thin, metallic voice, McNeer's white lips cracked in a nerveless grin. Split stern plates, and McNeer's voice cracked with fear. But Bill said, "No--don't try to lift me, Chief." "I held 'er to 'er course--" said Blaster Bill.	./cache/61968.txt	./txt/61968.txt