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Flibble me flabbles walk me decks~ O'speed & grace & o' them wrecks~ Ye ayre whot's roight 'tis such a'fright~ Great White runs deep & up tonight~ Lee ayre naught but weather gone 'round~ Yer vessel she's stout 'er keel yet sound~ Trade 'er not fer bright boards o'glass~ Put not o'er side yer frilly young lass~ Sands moight be white & mayhap oft black~ Sail well 'ard to wind'ard & ne'er a'back~ Genies o'bottles magicians all~ Ne'er down o'heavens stars may fall~ 'Til nights ayre bright & days ayre dark~ 'Twil then in me wake I'll set 'em a'spark~ Me cannon's whot's ready & 'er barrel be 'ot~ Fer landsman I ain't ne'er & not! Cheers-yer-Ears o'heard well 'round~ Whot ayre whot's seas steep ayre a'bound~ Me ship 'er rails mayhap yet be down~ Fer 'twould me krewe wish a'first bein' a'town!!! Chasin' ports wenches.... kissin' 'em a'bold~ Folklore grand as to children 'twill be told~ O'Corsairs & Pyrates & krewes o'brigands~ Fer me ship when goes down she'll go with all 'ands! Poseidon Neptune Atlantian Mermaids~ O'all those seas ayre whot's them's made~ Them whot's chucklin' fer so as we play~ Sailin' our great ships fore'er & one day! Aye mayhap so whot's our dreams be a'miss~ Fer naught sailor needs but a'plenty o'kiss~ Nay not so sayeth seas so deep so green~ ‘Tis life whot's best or so 'twould seem! SeaWolf ©