Cast away you devil ship,
And leave me safe on harbored shore
With Captain- keep in peace.
Molesting crew of cannibals,
Set out to ravage naiveté-
Your swords will never slay my heart,
Nor save me thus to avenge for not
Of joining in your mutiny.
And standing by our brutalized captain,
Though he no brute, yet mercy made,
In coming wrath to wield his sword
And make of merry mates that hailed
His disgrace, not walk the plank, but
All-consumed to fall, until he
Alone, with me on willing knee,
Stands victorious above all,
His truth at last and free.
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