This is my main hand,
says the Pirate,
and it has made me what I am: the main man
on the Main!
Yes, I’m a radical rapscallion
cruising around in my Spanish galleon,
filling the sails with northeasterly trade winds,
discharging cannons and making nice with the maidens.
I stand on the fore, I stand on the aft,
it’s the lifestyle I like, not the golden calf.
Any time you ask me if I want rum,
I’ll say, Thank you, I will have some!
Enter MC Squared.
MC2: Ahoy mate,
spare some pieces of eight?
Pi: Get a job, you nogoodnik!
MC2: Alas, I am psychologically unable to work.