Mutilare’s cowardice, our plot revealed, the deaths of note by spell repealed. A graveyard called, and constables fallen, we denounced the charges and names they’d been callin’.
Big Gun Gus with Lisa drawn, gauntlet thrown down on Zach’ry lawn.
Lisa now upon the ground, as crew and enemies leap to pound. Though Gus has gone in crimson mist, his men stand fast to face their doom, though seven proud as we began, ‘t’were soon four from Bart’s thrown BOOM!! Tentacles reduce to three, soon to be two, back shot by me.
Boldly we marched south to see ships being loaded to escape our threat, the guards at arms were still defending, though comrades pants already wet. Wolves at their door, their gates blown down, we rush to find their ship had sailed, though Julia returned on spectral shark crown.
Pirate Björk 