NOISE

Ziyaa wrote this day before yest:

To Captain Drunk’n Duk n tha’ Pretty lass Davie Chick

Least fairest of em sea farers

Traversers of travesties

Mighty sailors of high seas

Bold pirates of zeh Caribbean

Ye fer whom zeh storms was ne’er too stormy

Ye who endur’d bruises n frayed sails

With mischievous grins on thine tanned faces

Ye Pirates be all-knowin’ of the treasure

tha’ lay nine fathoms deep in thy hearts

Like the sea alone knoweth zeh treasure chest

little known to the ignorant landlubber rest

Pirates ne’er impede a impedin’ danger

Pirates ne’er stop sailin’

There be more waters to wrestle

More adventures ter venture

Thou who knoweth the seas so well,

Sail on though you sail apart

fer Weather, any weather can be weathered.

All in favor say Aye!

No quarter!