Stephen Tefft Poet Rhyme

Yo Ho Ho

Well, yo ho ho and it is mutiny for us.
Toss the captain overboard, nothing to discuss.
We’ve had enough of orders, break the chain of commands.
If he wants to argue, there’s the back of your hand.
Sailing on the seven, hoist the sails ’gainst the wind.
We don’t need to navigate the coast.
Open up the bottles, drink the whiskey and gin.
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.

Well, yo ho ho and now the treasure is all ours.
Gold and silver shining, can’t you feel the power?
The world is ours, me matey! Take it by the throat!
Nothing more can harm us, as long as we can float.
Sailing on the seven, the wind against our backs.
We don’t need to fear the captain’s ghost.
Cannon on our starboard! We’ll never pay the tax!
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.

Well, yo ho ho, me matey, pass the bottle on.
We’ll take our turns at sipping ‘til it all is gone.
Feel the bitter burning as it slides down your throat
Then toss it on the fire so we can load the boats.
Sailing on the seven with chanteys on our lips,
Stay ahead of all the Navy hosts!
Keep a wary eye out for some rich merchants’ ships.
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.

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