“Now All Shall Bow and Obey My Rules on This Ship!”
Bellowed the overbearing Captain Crook
With that he ordered everyone out onto the deck
In the pouring rain
The swells rocking the boat
As if going from mountain to valley
“None shall eat, nor talk, neigh even to loosening your bowels!
Until I have confirmed that it shall be granted by my judgement
And mine alone!”
All of a sudden!
A giant swordfish
Rose from the depths of the ocean
And smote off the evil Captain’s head
With a quivering
Agile stroke!
A man from the galley
Quill
Who was particularly set upon
By the degraded whims
Of the arrogant Captain
Picked up his severed head and said
“Is this okay, Captain!”
And proceeded to urinate all over the face
Of the separated cranium!
A raucous cheer!
With the faintest understanding
Of freedom reclaimed
Broke out amongst the hundred or so men and women
Hoarded on the Amistad
Within mere minutes
The blood of the Captain’s crew spilled
Aft and stern into the open seas
The tempestuous storm departed
And the sun’s golden rays magnificently came piercing down
Bathing the men in its glory!
As if wanting to add some divine finality
To the former slaves/master situation
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