Ok, scallywags, payday for the booty I, your loyal captain, shall disperse evenly pay
Croweye, you get the gnarly town dog, Just in case the crow comes back for your other eye
Hookman, the blacksmith tool for you, Just in case you need to file your nail
Fibula, an oak log from the lumber mill, If you didn’t lie so much about losing your leg we'd call you Tibula
Ringboy, an iron ring for you, Just don’t tell us where you’re going to put it
Mr. Sly, the town’s ink supply, just one more tattoo for you
I, Captain Graybeard, shall take this little bag with these useless stones
Fibula says to Ringboy, “What are those" Ringboy, “Precious Jewels”
Graybeard, “Jewels of useless gravel is all you need to know" Arrggh!
PoemsbyBruce Alias: Captain Graybeard
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