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It was just a ship upon the sea,
Now what did that have to do with me?
A ship with a hundred souls on board,
A ship brought down by a mangy hoard.
The year was 1858,
When it was attacked going through a strait,
With rocks on both sides; no way to escape,
In that fateful year, 1858.
On it’s maiden voyage, new worlds to explore,
With husbands and wives and children aboard,
It was bound for New York, the American Dream,
It drifted off-course, no more to be seen.
It was just a ship upon the sea,
Now what did that have to do with me?
A ship with a hundred souls on board,
A ship gone down, all killed by the sword.
The Pirate appeared from out of nowhere,
He boarded the ship and started to swear,
“Ye dastardly devils, this ship is mine,
Now bring me some food and a bottle of wine.”
His shipmates boarded and looted the rest,
Stealing gold and silver for their treasure chest,
And taking the women while men walked the plank,
Then killing the Captain, a man of great rank.
The ship was scuttled and broken apart,
The pirates were ruthless; no conscience or heart,
And all those on board finally knew what it meant,
To the depths of the ocean the ship was sent.
It was just a ship upon the sea,
Now what did that have to do with me?
As the spirits of victims cried out to be free,
Cursed the Pirate that killed them;......that Pirate was me.
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