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Admiral butterfly,
Flies high,
He has respect,
By nature lovers oh my.
Strong inside,
Beautiful grace,
Or part of,
A floating enterprise.
A Naval officer,
A commander, indeed,
Part of a fleet,
Or winged insect, you see.
He has a personal flag,
Entitled by his nation,
Red, white, and blue,
In temperate climates or regions.
On the sea,
Or in the air,
Admiral or admiral.

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