Whaling Song
Life upon our trawler,
Tis the only life we know.
Living for the moment,
When we hear "ar, there she blows!"
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We scramble over to the port or starboard,
Or forward, or to the aft.
But the direction does not matter,
Cause we've seen a whale at last.
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We grab harpoons, make ourselves ready,
We get into our boats.
A whale's still there to be hunted,
Least that's what we hope.
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Towards the great beast of the depths,
With our oars we steer.
Come in range, throw our harpoons,
Our iron, it strikes clear.
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We haul the beast back to our ship,
Its oil shall be ours.
Such is our life, upon the sea,
Beneath the sun and stars.
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So we'll return to Dunwall,
Spend some time upon the shore.
Spend our gold on tits and wine,
And then head out to sea once more.
A/N
In light of how PETA reacted to the presence of whaling in Assassin's Creed IV, I'll make clear that I am not glorifying the practice here. I am, however, willing to work with it in a fictional setting and have fun doing it. :)
