We serve King William out here
We serve King William out here
during this war to end your knowledge.
Where the fort once stood
there now is a smoking rubbish
heap of men women and children.
I'm Captain Blood and I've ordered
your crew to take to the boats.
Dig? Or shall I spell it out?
It's a piece of cheese -
a fucking piece of cheese,
a blanched face.
Their glances grew in insolence, almost.
IN THE SERVICE OF KING WILLIAM
this ship is now virtually a unit
of the ignorance I could gladly have forgotten.
ACTUALLY, I find you all tiresome, said Captain Blood,
and he looked down with a glow
that said, THIS REIMBURSEMENT WILL TRUSS
me up like no other fowl,
having until now observed all of
the odd particulars.
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