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If you chop his head off now,
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we might never find out where.
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Wait a mo.
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One doesn't know why.
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Perhaps it's his luxuriant beard or his gleaming teeth
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or the way he smells faintly of coconuts.
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But we have taken a shine to this pirate.
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Do you have a name, pirate captain?
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They call me the Pirate Captain.
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Well, Pirate Captain,
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we hereby pardon you of your piratical crimes.
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You will stay in London, Pirate Captain,