The Ballad of the Black Spot

  • Another round ye scurvy dogs!
    As well a stool or two
    For ye've come to hear me spin a yarn,
    improbable? Aye, but true!

    A new style of sloop I tried today
    the hull paint darkest black.
    With pitch Black sails and kraken wheel
    we'd go on the attack.

    The inky menace figurehead
    adorned her fearsome frame.
    And ever by my slooping side,
    me best and first mate James.

    At Golden sands we first arrived,
    that Outpost I like best.
    When suddenly a ship we spied
    hauling in from the West.

    No time to get away had we
    the Skelly ship was nigh.
    Out on the seas we might avoid
    but here we'd fight or die!

    Our bony foes hurled ballast balls
    with little to no avail.
    The black spot was too small and quick
    and I too fleet with pail.

    We fought them hard and fought them well,
    though cannonballs were few.
    Eventually we'd have to steal
    from that very Skelly crew.

    So steal we did and down they went
    the spoils they did rise.
    Some lovely chests of precious gems
    and skulls glittered in our eyes.

    Now the plan this night was legend bound
    and Athena's fortune sought.
    To crescent isle we sailed for next,
    that's about as far as we got.

    Soon after we'd made landfall there
    and skeletons engaged.
    More sails appeared pointed our way
    surely battle was presaged.

    We readied guns but rammed we were
    and two men hopped aboard.
    We took them down quite easily,
    and the leaks were not ignored.

    Another pass and still yet more
    we fired at each other.
    These pests we would handle yet,
    but the megalodon was another.

    The fight went on and bites were had
    more holes from teeth than shot.
    This hectic battle won't be won
    "Unless, maybe..." we thought.

    If only they'd hit shadowmaw
    and take him off our tail.
    Then maybe we'd escape intact
    and not our voyage fail.

    And sure enough he took a hit
    though it was not our ball.
    So turned tail back to crescent isle
    and hoped they'd lost their gall.

    But sadly no they trailed us back
    but this time one man spoke.
    He claimed they meant us no ill will
    and seemed a pleasant bloke.

    They'd only come to gather snakes
    but feared we'd put up fight.
    "Well next time lead with talk" we said,
    and things should be alright.

    So fine I felt about this truce,
    an alliance we did form.
    Though it took some time for them to join
    much longer than the norm.

    I carried on to fight undead,
    but me first mate felt unease.
    "I'll stay here with the ship" said he.
    In case these gents were sleaze.

    Slowly then they came around,
    and told us they were off.
    "Have a good one!" I replied,
    My nicety was scoffed.

    I dove right back into the fray
    once more James stayed on deck.
    When sure enough the cannons came
    they had us by the neck.

    To my great shame I wasn't there
    to fight those lying knaves.
    I'd once more gotten killed myself
    fighting captains in the caves.

    In my absence me first mate fought,
    and knowing 'twas the end.
    The powder keg's short fuse he lit
    the ship it's wrath did rend.

    Once from the ferry I returned
    there were still two of them left.
    With eye of reach I made it one
    needing punishment for theft.

    At sailors bounty James has spawned,
    The black spot was renewed.
    Our enemies were sailing off,
    but with only one man crewed.

    For one remained on crescent isle,
    fleeing to the sea.
    His mermaid he had got to catch,
    else he would face me.

    But on their way to Golden sands
    these knaves they hit a hitch.
    For suddenly the azure waves
    turned black and dark as pitch.

    I cheered from my small vantage point,
    still marooned upon the isle.
    While first mate James sailed back to me
    both giddy with a smile.

    We watched with glee while low on shot
    they tried to best the beast.
    And from the Crow's nest I could see
    the krakens tasty feast.

    Down they went and in we sailed
    to finish off the job.
    With ruthless trained efficiency
    it's precious loot we robbed.

    No chest of legend did we find
    for late this all had drawn.
    But a grand time we'd both had this night
    it had all been quite fun.

    So when to the black spot ye sail,
    and alliances beseech.
    Remember this ballad and heed these words:
    Karma is a beach.

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  • Fantastic, thumbs up matey!

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