your as poisonous as a cobra;
dangerous as a pirate
you've stolen my heart,
and you wont hide it
treasure it,
all the riches that it holds
(greater than gold)
as the cobra pirates
story is told, her
heart turns cold
the poison moves
through her veins
(slowly)
her voice whispers
coldly to the pirate
she scolds
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