Captain Jessie Smothers
They don't know how to respect what I create
Another slash of red and another dash of pink
Splatter in an abstract embankment, for hue
Such a beautiful tune the siren cooed in blue
The sailing ship on the burgundy through azure waves
Skull Island in the distance, grey as hell
They cannot be trusted with the map, Neptune
The compass will soon lead them there
Stencil in the butcher of the seven seas
Show these scurvy dogs walk the plank
But not before they are ripped down the center
Sharks circle below the shower of vermillion
Splashed on the face of the first mate with a dorsal fin
Those gonzo vermilion vesications blend in
Organs squelch like the mops that follow
Broomsticks break under the weight of a human hollow
As she writes this with the fingertip of the captain killed
Licks the tip before diving into the kraken's ink
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