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ode to the seaman's son...

first matey told kapitan he would handle the show
and give him a full account blow by blow
little did kapitan know he would go so low
the crewman didn't get it, he's a little slow
 
as night came somewhere on the boat
once again it was time for the special vote
first matey was sure he would be no turncoat
the constant fear that he would be looking for a float
 
the blur cock was there standing, ready for the fight
little did he know the strength of the people's might
ready to knock him off the ground, out of daylight
the folks had known better and they will put things right
 
as the ship sailed below the silvery moon
the blur cock was lookin' in vain for kapitan loon
his mates assued him that he would be here soon
in the meantime he can rely on ole silver spoon
 
knowing fully the blur cock could not take the blow
kapitan gathered all the lamb that he could throw
not knowing what else to do, brows start to furrow
the least he want is a hole that he can burrow
 
as night came somewhere on the boat
once again it was time for the special vote
first matey was sure he would be no turncoat
the constant fear that he would be looking for a float

try this for rhythm

So came the night while they're on the boat
and once again it's time to vote
But first matey's would be no turncoat
less he can find himself a float
 
the soft silvery moonlight looks mesmerising
to the folks of the old port they stood defending
in their darkest hour they had stood there fighting
whilst the crewmen watched with their nails they're biting
 
the soft silvery moonlight looks mesmerising
to the folks of the old port they stood defending
in their darkest hour they had stood there fighting
whilst the crewmen watched with their nails they're biting

the port is all but lost
your heinous poem's the cause
so hideous is your prose
it sapped them of their force
 
your heinous poem's the cause

sorry bro, almost drained of ideas, just almost, but lemme try again :D:D:D


the last me heard was the blur cock shedding some tears
and we all could tell his prose couldn't hide his fears
thru'out the fight he's surrounded by all his peers
alas the kapitan'd still be greeted by jeers
 
zhihau said:
sorry bro, almost drained of ideas, just almost, but lemme try again :D:D:D

the last me heard was the blur cock shedding some tears
and we all could tell his prose couldn't hide his fears
thru'out the fight he's surrounded by all his peers
alas the kapitan'd still be greeted by jeers

A bleary future fearfully awaits him tonite
Into the dungeon with a beating heart he prods
There waiting menacingly the Medusa abides
One step, one look into stone he stops
No Oracle, no Master's incantation can erase the spell
A legendary tale the future Homer will tell
 
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after eight days of sailing it was time for a rest
to choose among them who they thought was best
someone muttered in spite or perhaps in jest
anyone will do save for that masked pest
 
on the ninth day of voyage came judgement day
to take stock of life on a warm night in may
kapitan recalled fondly what papa would say
if they don't behave just tell them they'll pay
 
the blur cock couldn't sleep he was up at dawn's crack
wonderin' about aimlessly on deck
if tis day of recknonin' turns out black
will kapitan and mateys give him the sack
 
word from the ground heard from the usual drinking hole
say more than half of them had voted at the poll
shouldn't take too long tonight for the votes to show
the folks at the dock will deal a decisive blow
 
first matey insists that he's his best man
some would say he's his biggest fan
the pair in truth have done what they can
at least they got themselves both a good tan
 
folks won the fight tonight they got to keep their base
left jab right jab upper cut, straight into his face
kapitan had no choice and had their anchor raised
even when the blur cock lost, he was promptly praised
 
hey ho~ the journey is once again on the go
kapitan got all his crewmen to sit in a row
crewmen are clueless but kapitan wants to know
wondering if they had added another foe
 
judgement day has come and gone
tomorrow is another dawn
the crew are wonderin' who to fawn
little knowin' they are but a pawn
 
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