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Pieces Of Eight

"Just a fun pirate rhyme"

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Gold and silver be our plunder,

Fit for kings, by shore and thunder.

Weigh the anchor, we sail, mates,

In search of treasure and pieces of eight.

From Demon’s Gate, and beyond its bay,

Two pillars like horns, that points the way.

Head south by west as the seagull flies,

With full sails north, where the white whale dies.

Stove your tongue for the Kraken here dwells,

'Tis a beastly horror under the Siren’s spells.

Ahead be darkness as the blackest soul,

That be Lands End and our ultimate goal.

Where Davy and Calypso, hoard their gain,

'Tis greater than the riches of the Spanish Main.

We takes what loot we can fill in our keel,

Lest not be caught fer death be the deal.

Make haste now mates, ta turns tail and run,

No help will come from cannon nor gun.

With a tempest in our sails run swift and true.

Till well out ta sea where the water 'tis blue.

Port, be our start, the bay at Demon’s Gate,

There, we’ll spend, our pieces of eight.

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