| Misanthropy - Jask o' Rum | |
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I did sail on the inky sea My boat was carved from a mighty tree When in a storm the mast broke free With a jask of rum I dove to flee I washed up on obsidian sand Right amidst a skallywag band Performing scandric dance with my rum in their hands They asked if I would join their clan Now there's no more rum for me I'll need another mighty tree |
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