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Hehe
Hoho
They won’t see it coming,
This disastrous blow to their wing
It soon will be clipped
With feathers and all
My brilliant piece I have placed

So stunning!
So daring!
So damned we are, they’ll say
And admiring faces will show
Not a glance, but a trance
A long gaze I will see,
In those hollow heads of thee

What coconut clunks!
What babbling baboons!
Who will drown in the froth,
The broth of their doom
After I set to work
My comrades on ships,
To blast the oblivion outta ‘em

Sigh
What a plan
What a scheme it would be!
To have a dozen ships
Under my wing
But instead of twelve ships
I’ve got twelve years,
Of planning for a plan
Scheming for a scheme
Or maybe…
Just sitting on this rock
Waiting on a dream