I was a lucky sailor, as free as a tropical breeze. But your love clapped me in irons, and I can't reach the keys!
Now my heart is in your brig, and I know its not the only lodger. But since you cast away your love, I'm no longer a Jolly Rodger.
I'd keep an even keel, but it's a dirty deal! There's no appeal!
And now I must walk this plank of love! Darling, please be mine. Only you can make me whole.
Your love is the lime. For the scurvy in my soul.
I used to dream of sunken treasure, but now my only wish is...
With you tonight, instead of sleeping with the fishes.
This book is a random book you can find around the world. I typed a copy of it to share with the forums.
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