Good luck, and remember it's just like last time. Get a pic of me and post it when ye' find me, or no gold for you!
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An hour has passed,
and where all ye be?
Are ye' afraid that I won't give the gold you see?
Well I'll tell you some more,
as this be me last trip,
before I go back,
to me Irish ship.
I be with a deaf,
who yells about rum,
I can't drown him out,
even with a drum!
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I've been bamboozled, tricked,
And even been roll-ricked!
Me magic be thinned,
while the hunt did begin,
and on Padres do I be stuck!
I think I've been gone,
from the Irish seas way too long,
and finally ran out luck.
If ye be finding me again,
Let the finding begin,
for I be trying to find a way out.
So sailing here and there,
taking goods everywhere,
He may ship me out and about.