My name is Captain Badluck

 

They do call me Captain Badluck
'tis me Pyrate nom de plume

A black flag flying mother duck
sailing close to wind and tune

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I've crossed the seas on borrowed luck
limped through ports no charting knew
I've lost more fortunes than I've won
yet somehow always stumbled through

 

I’ll share some treasures from my chest

so, listen close, ye weathered crew,
And giving these old sea legs rest

I might just sing a song or two…