The Sea Fox was
lying to at latitude zero.
Today is the
day to be heel or hero.
From the scope
was flying the skull and crossbones,
aboard came King
Neptune and old Davy Jones.
The doctor, the
barber, the baby and queen:
The dentist,
the Chaplain, the Sheriff so mean.
As court was
convening they all had a jolt,
it looked for
a minute like there'd be a revolt.
But the sheriff
took over and got things in tow,
and in very short
order they were ready to go.
The first through
the line was our pollywog cap'n.
The others all
wondered just how much would happen.
He went through
the line with more than a spank,
but balked like
a mule about walking the plank.
They went down
the roster of all pollywogs,
and when they
emerged they were salty sea dogs.
After hair cut,
and pills, a kiss and a swim,
they all went
below in need of a trim.
By sundown the
barbers had finished their jobs
and the crew
had a view of some horrible knobs.
The engine rooms
sheared a whole bushel of hay
and even the
wardroom had choice words to say.
By now it's all
over, and men hit their sacks,
secure in the
knowledge that now they're Shellbacks.
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