Technicians and merchants
Meet in seedy bars perchance
Gold only emboldens the bold
Mammalian scars but name
The bar where confidants
Can be bought
The cards are spread
Twenty-one at the head
What I thought would be read
So follow me do
My glint equipped crew
Ready to take the first
Hull whose watch has dipped
Deep down in the warmth
Of Our Lady of the Rum
It's always rare blame that
Can be draped o'er
The over-taxed sailor
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