Going To Sea

So ya want ta sail, me hearty, and ya set ta see the world. Just sign away ya life, Jack, and stow ya gear forward. There's room enough in foksel for the bloomin' likes of you, we'll put ya right ta work, Jack , just as soon as ya met the crew. Ya take ya orders from the Mate and give him none ya jaw, Jack. For if ya do, me bucko, ya'll feel cat's claws upon ya back! Ya'll climb the ratlines when he tells ya, ya'll splice a piece of line, ya'll swab the decks with effort and tar the seams in time. When ya trick is o'er and ya tired some, we'll give ya grog and hardtack. Take yaur lime but remember, Jack, don't be waster in ya sack! Copyright © Ramfire .