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When a Squeaky leaves us hangin' from the yard-arm.
Yo ho heave ho.
That's when we know we're in for harm.
Yo ho heave ho.
Readers scour for her to make an update.
Treasured more than a piece of eight!
Piece of 8!
5 6 7 8!
When natives grow restless in the pit of their souls.
Yo ho heave ho.
Thas when Squeaky knows, she'd better post or it's o'er the coals.
Yo ho heave ho.
Story must be posted on this very night.
Or ready yourself girly for a deadly fight!
Deadly fight.
Get on and write!
*Ariel rises delivering the melodic vocal background refrains.
Shiver me timber, chill down ma spine.
Yo ho heave ho.
Beakie der poost, o sister mine.
Yo ho heave ho.
If you don't let us read what's in that mind so dank.
We'll keelhaul yer ash and make ye walk the plank!
Walk the plank.
Clankety-clank!
Post the story, post it now.
Yo ho heave ho, heave ho!