ATTENTCHUN'
BRAZEN BASTERD LOT'O YEH MEN AND BOYS!
There's a right company o' ye formed (and god I'm tryin to speak the Queens language cuz' by Gar I'm from Frisco)
It's a crew, we sail on the morning tide.
There's a right brace of Officers what'll get yer respect or I'll kil y'all!
And Dead Men don't tell no tales!
Watch assignments tomorrow:
CAG is rumoured to be coming aboard and that gangway is gonna be clean, ne'r mind last nights little incident with the carronade and the herd of pigs!
XO will need his bunk turned over and shook out and all traces of the game of Russian Roulette removed, 'specially that loser from Texas. Where the He*l is Texas, 'no ways? Put ashore in Brownsville one night an' the locals were all black 'aired sweeties.
Capt W will be aboard and you'll learn the rule of law from him, through your friendly me'ness.
LtCmr Nam has given me range to take this ship to sea and it'll be the pleasure of their Godlinesses to see it done.
I'd like the Middies to fall out in full breeched and tricorns, and to show their projects.
And the man sfmac, I nominate at the windlass to be my First Mate. He has an' understandin' of the lingo, an' an aptitude to lead the men in battle.
Play the Fife, I need a drummer boy, and by eight bells of the afternoon watch we'll hope that LtCmr Nam has the Rum Key and yer all shapely for inspection, and RATIONS
LtCmr (jg) Boatswain Bondoman