Aye aye there Cap'n
Said the wench from down below
He said shag your ass
And get up there lass
Commence to shimmying up that pole
But Cap'n she did retort
I'm only wear me naked shorts
I might get a splinter climbing on the pole
It'll give a better grip so you won't slip
And I'll take no more your lip
And with his spy glass in his hand
He took a commanding stand
And planted his feet quite firmly for hold
Coz that ship was a swaying
And the waves were a spraying
Making it quite slippery you know
Now quit nagging me head
And commence to hunchin instead
I'll be listened for yer hollar out so
I can pull out me gun
And harpoon me a big one
And then have me some lunch down below