"It's almost Christmas! How about that?"
"I don't care! I want my hat!"
Jack paced on deck, eyes flared,
His poor head unusually bare.
"I swear I left it by the wheel…
Whoever stole it, I'll make them squeal!"
The parrot spoke up, "Perhaps it fell,
Into the ocean, like a bombshell."
"That's blasphemy!", Jack angrily roared.
"That's even worse than your fabled peach hoard!"
Frightened by their captain's mood,
The crew retreated, 'til his rage was subdued.
Jack ranted and raved, for who knows how long?
Until he finally, gradually calmed down.
He slumped to the ground, his energy gone.
Dejected, downcast, face withdrawn.
One crewmember hesitatingly called, "Jack?
We know you lost your's, so we made a new hat."
The captain looked up to see what they held.
It was ugly, frayed, and really smelled.
Nonetheless, tears sprang to his eyes.
To think they cared… what a surprise!
Jack put on the hat, and the crew gave a cheer.
"Merry Christmas and a happy new year!"
A/N: Just spreading the holiday cheer. I made Jack awfully sappy, didn't I?