Daddy, what is bin juice?
Avast! cried Captain Carbonara
Jaso and the Argons are a-
stern of us and gaining fast a-
bout to steal our lovely pasta
You there! First Mate Puttanesca
Put on all sail and clear the decks. A-
hoy there! Bosun Bolognese,
Man the guns and fire like crazy
Show our top-notch fire power
Charge the cannons – 00 flour!
And when we've sunk them, carve a gnocchi
In the mast, but don't get cocky
It's not like on the tagliatelle
You'll need some fire in your belly
We're hit! Report, Midshipman Ragu
It's bad, from figurehead to flag, you
See we're taking on salt water
Listing ten degrees to port, a
Mast's asunder, there's a rent a
cross the big bag of polenta.
Well me hearties, you've fought bravely
Shed tomato sauce (US var. 'gravy')
You've served me well since we left Dover.
But I'm sorry men, it's all'uovo.
Because the big granite blocks seem magnificent to the eye.
Bricks are heavy
Equivalent VIII

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