In true Jaytex form, I decided to try my hand at a little ditty in honor of my latest purchase of more Black Frigate.
Ahoy me matey’s it’s time to shove off,
With a pipe full of rum and mug full of…
Well that ain’t right, tha’ cleaning fluids ta’ blame,
At least that’s where ol' Bill takes his aim.
We kiss and bid tha’ bonny lassies farewell,
Then climb aboard tha’ Frigate ta’ go an’ raise hell.
We set sail at dawn ta’ pilfer and pillage,
Mostly we have to run from tha’ village.
Tha’ men at arms are searchin’ wide,
So we’ll be gone on tha’ next risen tide.
Their anger o’er our plots ta’ steal all the good leaf,
Ended in riots when we heard tha’ word “thief!”
So we throw up tha’ mainsail and flee out ta’ seas,
With songs, fresh meat, good ale and a breeze.
Jaytex sits on a stool, with his pipe at tha’ ready,
Awaiting his share of tha’ baccy already.
Anthonyrosenthal did his dance unrehearsed,
So without hesitation, he got his fill first.
Olkofri was dancing, but his dance skills were light,
So he watched Anthony ta’ get his steps right.
I dished out tha’ cakes to all aboard,
Saving myself some ill could afford.
As I tapped into my take to fill up my bowl,
Cap’n Embers emerged and asked for his dole.
In my haste, I had forgotten tha’ Cap’n’ hisself,
But with a barrel of rum I kept on tha’ shelf.
I bought off Ol’ Cap’n’ this time at least,
That was a close call, now it’s time for a feast.
Haveta remember next time, ta’ give him his first,
Since he’s the one that produced my thirst.
For tha’ black leafy cakes that we all love so well,
Of tha’ stuff called Black Frigate, of which songs we tell!
Ahoy me matey’s it’s time to shove off,
With a pipe full of rum and mug full of…
Well that ain’t right, tha’ cleaning fluids ta’ blame,
At least that’s where ol' Bill takes his aim.
We kiss and bid tha’ bonny lassies farewell,
Then climb aboard tha’ Frigate ta’ go an’ raise hell.
We set sail at dawn ta’ pilfer and pillage,
Mostly we have to run from tha’ village.
Tha’ men at arms are searchin’ wide,
So we’ll be gone on tha’ next risen tide.
Their anger o’er our plots ta’ steal all the good leaf,
Ended in riots when we heard tha’ word “thief!”
So we throw up tha’ mainsail and flee out ta’ seas,
With songs, fresh meat, good ale and a breeze.
Jaytex sits on a stool, with his pipe at tha’ ready,
Awaiting his share of tha’ baccy already.
Anthonyrosenthal did his dance unrehearsed,
So without hesitation, he got his fill first.
Olkofri was dancing, but his dance skills were light,
So he watched Anthony ta’ get his steps right.
I dished out tha’ cakes to all aboard,
Saving myself some ill could afford.
As I tapped into my take to fill up my bowl,
Cap’n Embers emerged and asked for his dole.
In my haste, I had forgotten tha’ Cap’n’ hisself,
But with a barrel of rum I kept on tha’ shelf.
I bought off Ol’ Cap’n’ this time at least,
That was a close call, now it’s time for a feast.
Haveta remember next time, ta’ give him his first,
Since he’s the one that produced my thirst.
For tha’ black leafy cakes that we all love so well,
Of tha’ stuff called Black Frigate, of which songs we tell!
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