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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)
