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She fought and she did plunder
so now you may all wonder
How a pirate; fierce and brave
came to lie here in this grave.
It's a story to tell,
and tell it she did well.
So that many a man
Will do what they can
To set her spirit free,
letting it forever roam the sea.
Through the years,
she conquered her fears,
drank lots of rum,
got gangreen on her thumb.
But that never stopped her,
she kept going after
Jolly Roger's undead,
cutting off each head.
With her bounty raised high,
her spirit wanted to fly,
or sail far away,
and stay more than a day.
But alas, what a travesty,
the body of her majesty,
washed up on shore,
with only the bones of her core.
So her friends dug a hole
to rest her soul.
They laid her body in
and said good-bye with a grin.
Now her story's been told,
it's gotten a little bit old.
But at last she's at rest
in a place she loves best.
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