For being the best-known pirate
Blackbeard had lots to fear
So he hid all his impossible belongings
As there were warriors very near

So his extracted spot of a ladybug
In a bottle with a cork on top
And the squeezed eye of the bumblebee
Into the chest it popped

The strained whisper of the clouds
The sieved blinding light of the milky way
Some lightning trapped in a bottle
All these things stored away

The prodded hatred of a gorilla
The boiled height of a giraffe
The crushed toe of a hippopotamus
The other pirates would take a good laugh

The great frowns of your best friends
Absorbing the lying drone of Donald Trump
The stored ring of swinging bells
A world that’s full of rubbish and dump

All put in the purple treasure chest
That’s also known as a pirate’s cauldron
Another thing that was put in the pot
Was a great big flush of adrenaline

The pitch of Blackbeard’s scream
Travelled throughout the air when others came
The ear-piercing yelp was sucked in the chest
And there it swarmed, never to be heard again