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Wool of Bat Tongue of Dog

by Ryan Nardi

Back of the boat!
Yo-Ho
Row!
Yo-Ho
Alive, ye swine,
Ah, lads, the ice burns th'morn
the Kracken greets us,
out of the brine,
the lord of dread, Nautilus,
that wood-thirsty juggernaut.
Drat, Satan's right arm.
Saint Pete's got his eye on us,
bite on yer leathers, now row!
Fly for yer feathers and row!

Avast,
his pikes breech.
Load the forks,
and blast his bastard dork.
Yo-Ho!

Pushed his teeth down his mug we had,
but the arms they surround.
Believe me, his teeth were had.
But the arms had us drowned.

Undae clamabant;
non viderunt terram.
Undae tacebant;
viderunt nihil.

English translation:
The waves were shouting;
they did not see land.
The waves were silent;
they saw nothing.



02/24/2008

Author's Note: Lyrics to a song by Burbis.

Posted on 02/24/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ryan Nardi

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