06 April 2009

A Good Silverstein

The sea is a-roarin’, the sea gulls they screech,
The bosun he rants and raves.
And the whole scurvy crew
Says, it’s true, yes it’s true,
Ol’ Captain Blackbeard’s shaved.”


We had buried some treasure (and bodies as well)
And was just sailin’ back from the cave,
When he calls fer boiled water
And stomps down below
An’ gor’ but he comes up shaved.

There’s a chickenish stubble, and fishbelly skin
On that face, once so blazin’ and brave.
And his ol’ faithful parrot

Can hardly bear it
Since ol’ Captain Blackbeard shaved.

When he shouts, “Board and sink her!”
It sounds like a clinker
And gets lots of laughs from the slaves.
And his loud bawdy songs
Seem a little bit wrong
Since ol’ Captain Blackbeard shaved.

Now no one is fearing his look or his lash
Or his threats of a watery grave.
And things ain’t the same
In the piratin’ game
Since ol’ Captain Blackbeard shaved.

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