When two sailors of the open seas
Come forth to a ruler of fortune and keys
Whence spews forth a prince who wears gold
Who has weak bones and a fragile mold
Together they sail for the deepest caves
Darkest corners
And an interesting enclave
Together two fight
A creature of snarl and bite
Then as they draw their pistols
And fire bullets by the fistfuls
The creature grabs one in rage
With the deadliness of a bacteriophage (i was desperate)
But together they fight hard
Fending off the creature
By Playing the cannon card
When the ship is impaled by a needle
On the island of the lethal
They take the rest on foot
Soon to be shook
By a monster of fear and terror
When Saved by the bearers
Of skull masks and spears
And an evil agenda
Stored between their ears
When taken to the rooms
Of their kidnappers of doom
They must speak their way out
Rather than slash and shout
And here one shines and shows
Who once did nothing but crow
Of discomforts and complaints
With terrible temper
And little constraint
With overwhelming speed
And a deadly steed
They made their escape
things escalate
They steal a new boat
And cut someone’s throat
Sailing away to the seas
In order to find
the lands of grass and trees