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O Rum, my dearest,
I call to you.
Your bitter embrace keeps me a-swinging, a-sailing, a-falling.
No woman in this blasted world holds a candle to you, O Rum
For you make love to me like no other. My senses may-
*hiccup*
Where was I?
Oh yes.
O Rum, you are the reason I wake up and seek new days on the shining seas
And who knows where we're even headed? And who cares where we've been?
As long as I've got you.
O Rum.
Sincerely Yours for all time,
Cpt. Jack Sparrow
P.S. Wait... Where has all the rum gone?
WHY IS THE RUM ALWAYS GONE?!
*hiccup*
Ah. That's why.
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Dead Man's Tales: Poetry of the Caribbean
FanfictionThis is a collection of poetry and short stories inspired by Pirates of the Caribbean.
