Part of the Parrot's Piratical Poem

"The sea shanty now had a boisterous beat,


and it jiggled around increasing the heat,

of the battle till soon they all fell on their backs,

gasping for air like ducks with loud quacks.

'Hold fast!' They did roar at each other's feet,

and slowly they rose and their eyes did meet.

'A truce I believe would be best serving all.

Aye, truce and belay the cutlasses call.'

The cousins clasped hands,

and their crews they did cheer.

The time for friendship and feasting was near."



Part of the poem narrated by the parrot during the pirate firework.