We had a drunken sailor
With whom we knew not what to do
So we performed a survey
Of our entire pirate crew.
Apparently measuring equine foodstuffs
Was more important than feeling scorn
So now we’re all just weighing hay
Early in the morn.
We had a drunken sailor
With whom we knew not what to do
So we performed a survey
Of our entire pirate crew.
Apparently measuring equine foodstuffs
Was more important than feeling scorn
So now we’re all just weighing hay
Early in the morn.
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