He comes home
Whenever his ship docks.
The moment he is out of his ship
He thinks he is a pirate
Who had discovered a hidden treasure
With tons and tons of gold.
He is on top of the world
And has something for everybody
Everyone in the community
Is very happy.
He has always a bottle of wine
For friends and foes alike
Buys whatever he wants
Afraid that the world
Will end tomorrow.
He tastes everything he craves
Even the most expensive wine
As if he is the next one
To sit on the electric chair.
When tomorrow comes
He cooped up himself
In the house all day long
Until he is called for sea time.
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