L - Pirate to Pilgrim

Hawley lost his dignity tonight
to the redhead taverngal, outright
Now he snails the channels
It isn't dragging down the mainsails
No, there is no dignity balanced on his back
There is no nautical outrage in the dark
and he owes the sea nothing
He is light as the salt tang

She was billious and full of men
A heavin-prowed and bustling hen
He has only his famous cruelty to blame
The one he cherished as a child, and damn,
He should never have mentioned
her ginger minge; he should have learned
that you don't do that
or you lose your hat

Let's all break the fucus-face
Of dignity
Let's break it down for pity
Put it in the kilm, boys
Dry out the snot, the mucus &; spittle

A conspiracy to keelhaul him followed
so that tonight the details of his unmentionables
were brought forthwith to the table
Their nocturnal behaviours were duly discussed
his procedures for handling them before and after coitus
their dimensions, their measurements
the consistency of their produce
and their various, curious ailments
the difficult relationship between their desires and his
was skilfully and neatly, meanly analysed
It was a spoonful of his own medicine

Let's all break the fucus-face
Of dignity
Let's break it down for pity
Put it in the kilm, boys
Dry out the snot, the mucus &; spittle