#4 Sir Henry Morgan lives to sail another day!
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Me most abject apologies, Cap'n. I'll go swab the deck.Ye hatch a longs be pressure on me.
I don't like t' let any scallywag down.
Aye, an' it be not yer fault, Cap'n.I be a wee disappointed wit' havin' three dat wasn't fertile.
Tis I. Not shamed are ye?(Singing)
Here by the liiiiiight
O' the silvery mooooon
The buccaneers wait
But alas it's too sooon
For the great Cap'n Moooooon
To break out his liiiiiight
That will tell us the tale
If the eggs are all riiight....
So we sit here and wait
For the bright moon to riiiiise
And the Cap'n to come
And open his eyes......
Oh, how long shall we wait?
By the light o' the mooooon?
How long shall we sit
In the darkness and crooooooon?
TWAP!
OW!
(Somebody done knocked me off my barrel. Guess I be done singin'. )
What? 'Twas you knocked me down? No, I'm not shamed. I'm a lousy singer, though lusty, and ... yer bigger than me, *snort!*Tis I. Not shamed are ye?
Now we know where that rum went, arrgh!What? 'Twas you knocked me down? No, I'm not shamed. I'm a lousy singer, though lusty, and ... yer bigger than me, *snort!*
He did be the wiliest knave e’er to cross the seven seas aye, we send ‘im to his watery graveArgh, down to the deep briny blue go Davy Jones.