Tortuga
You may ask yourself,
Where do pirates dwell?
And you'll hear in a hiss,
"They dwell in hell."
It sounds like a crack,
A boom and a splinter.
A loud saddened scream
Sends chills like the winter.
It smells like bad ale,
Split on a dead mans chest.
Blood fresh from the kills
Used the next night to bless.
Never ask yourself,
Where do pirates dwell?
You don't want to know,
But they want to tell.
Where do pirates dwell?
And you'll hear in a hiss,
"They dwell in hell."
It sounds like a crack,
A boom and a splinter.
A loud saddened scream
Sends chills like the winter.
It smells like bad ale,
Split on a dead mans chest.
Blood fresh from the kills
Used the next night to bless.
Never ask yourself,
Where do pirates dwell?
You don't want to know,
But they want to tell.
2008-04-01 14:11:27
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