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A/N: B/C so many of you wanted me to write a series, here goes nothing! This one is about Jack having to balance his sorrows, trying to wash it away with rum and fighting with himself on whether he misses her (The Black Pearl) or her (Lizzie). Enjoy!

Rum

Rum's really, really good

It takes away the pain

Just like I knew it could

I can't even mention her name

No, no, not the lass

The one of fortune and higher class

Who turned to piracy, quick as a whip

No, no, I speak of my ship

The one, that drunken first mate of mine

Couldn't make sure she was doing fine

Rum is even better than wine

But sometimes when I'm lucid

I realize it makes people stupid

Now it's out there in some bilge rat's control

All I did was go for a stroll

With those two lovely ladies

Who gave me each a slap

But what Barbossa doesn't know

Is that I have the map

I've got my dinghy, my compass, my rum

That's all I need

Immortality is the treasure

In finding it, I shall succeed

I can only hope

This compass of mine

Points to the Fountain

And not that lass, so divine

I'll never confirm

What's being said here today

By the time that I'm done

You won't believe what I say

Don't repeat a word

Much less some

For I love you, Lizzie Swann

(Yes Swann, not Turner)

Even more than rum

(Of which, you are a burner)