[For Talk Like A Pirate Day]
If yer t' be talkin like a pirate, matey
Ye needs ta be salty 'n a tich a cruel
Yer gotta gets em to walk the plank
To hoist the jib, the scallywags,
If ye ain't a landlubber - say it true.
If you yo ho here we'll keel-haul yer
We're real, ye scrubby plounders,
We say arr and avast and ahoy and we
Want our pieces of eight fer sure.
Yer c'n go about with an act 'o grace
But it's a bachelor's wife for me
And if yer bilged by her own anchor
Well, Davy Jones claims ye true.
She's the sea and she's o'r muther
-- to the brig for them's say otherwise
It's a jack o' this and a jack 'o that
And a shoop n' sail and open skies.
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