Ha Ha Ha Now listen close, ye scallywags bold, These words I weigh on scales of gold. We’re going where the waves do roar, Through storm and tide, to treasure’s door! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! The Seven Seas shall tell our tale! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! Our sloop will ride, through storm and gale! Beware the depths where Davy Jones lies, His locker’s jaws will claim its prize. But we’re cunning lads with hearts of steel, We’ll slip his grasp and seal our deal! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! The Seven Seas shall tell our tale! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! Our sloop will ride, through storm and gale! The maps are read, the course is set, To islands marked with X, we’ll get! With cutlass sharp and cannons primed, We’ll claim our fortune, no time declined Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! The Seven Seas shall tell our tale! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! Our sloop will ride, through storm and gale! So raise the flag, the black skull flies, The ocean’s ours, the wind don’t lie. Heave, ho, hoist the sail! To plunder, lads! through storm and gale! Heave, ho! Hoist the sail! The Seven Seas shall tell our tale!
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