To many times me 'ave been swimmin' back to me jolly sloop or glorious galleon only to have me nethers bit off by the toothed devil o' the sea. Always nippin at me extremeties me now 'ave but two stumps fer legs and hooks fer hands. Like captain Ahab and many others before me I've 'ad enough. I Hereby declare a bounty on the heads of these finned fiends. Shoot them, cut them, blow them up with yer gunpowder! Get as many as ye can!
"Report yer conquests in this thread,
Of shark fins burnt, and great whites dead.
With rhyme and tune your reward shall ring!
This' my offer for help in this simple thing!"
Let the waters run red! (Hopefully not with yer own blood)
XX - "No hands"-Matey
