To Err is Human, But I am a Captain
Beauty is in the beholders eye
And man cannot breathe without air
So I find my theory holey
That upon the highest seas
Pirates are taken for dollars and cents
Where X marks the spot on the site
Were it not for someone other than I
This conjecture is sure to err
And the ideas would wither and fail wholly
But thievery with direction leaves quite the prize to seize
And behind are left sweet scents
As the captains words I cite
I speak aye aye
And am certain, I'm soon to be the heir
For such a call in truth is holy
And every person sees
And every man can sense
It is beauty to their sight
5 years ago
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