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| There once was a pirate Phoebe Carter
Who went to the bazaar to barter
She didn't want to fight
For something worth a dollar ninety nine
But Ratbeard had her try harder
Up started a squabble
Over doubloons and scrip
Catbeard started to run in the middle of the fun
Shortly following after
The young pirate won the banter
Her crew had a celebration
In the cabin of her galleon
At the end of the day
All hit the hay
As the captain smiled softly
Whispering a beautiful lullaby
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