A/N Another really random poem. Try to imagine this in your head as a sort of country song- I wrote it to a tune. One I kind of made up so make up your own. Just think of this woman with a guitar singing it very badly and her voice slurring and you'll get the idea. Enjoy!
Davy's Secret
I once went up to Davy Jones,
And asked for a lil' dance,
He shook his head and said,
He wasn't ready for romance,
Well I just laughed and replied,
You should give me a chance,
But he just sent me back to work,
Totally ignored my charms,
My Captain's such a jerk,
I may be littered with sea life,
But I'm the only gal they ever see,
The crew like to have me around,
They think I'm as pretty as can be,
Surely he'd be aching for a woman,
Especially one just like me,
But no he denied my request,
It wasn't really all that wrong,
Or dirty like Incest,
One day I saw Maccus enter his Cabin,
While I was swabbing the deck,
My curiosity was awoken,
Was Davy keeping Maccus in Check?
I saw him holding a whip,
He brought it down- I saw blood on his neck,
Now I really was afraid,
I saw this was no punishment,
For this was how they played!
I had heard rumours of course,
And now I'd seen this dreadful scene,
I knew there was no denying,
Davy was overly keen,
There was much more to see,
Did he know where Maccus had been?
I really didn't know what to say,
But it's true my friends,
Our Captain Is Gay!