Spoiler! :
Smartly scamper ye long haired bilge rats!
Yer scurvy, pink toes cross creaky floorboards.
Lads done hornswagger'd me gold encrusted pot-pie;
dropping crumbs 'round the poop deck, scurrying
away t'wards Cap'n's chambers with yer big, oogle eyes
and snuffling little snouts. Ye drunken scalleywags,
downin' all me sweet Welch's rum, drawn yer X's on me walls!
I shall have ye jailed, scrambling without supper
fer thievin' all of mummy's duffle: me phone, me watch,
ye no good miscreants tooken 'em all flushed down the loo,
straight to Davy Jones' locker!
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