>Be a salty sailor
>Spot a wedding guest, and I've a tale to tell
>I hail him to hear of me voyage
>Me ship sailed south
>An albatross, a majestic bird, followed
>The crew loved it, a good omen
>But I, in me foolishness, took a shot, and the bird did fall
>Me hearties, they cursed, for I be retarded
>The wind, she died, and the ship stood still
>Thirst gripped us all
>Me mates made me wear the albatross on me neck for me folly
>A ghostly ship appeared o'er the horizon
>Life-in-Death and Death aboard, rolling dice for our souls
>Not cool
>Me crew perished, one by one
>The sea she sparkled, a sight to behold
>Me heart softened and I regretted shooting that bird
>The albatross about me neck fell into the sea
>A storm arose and rescued me, curse broken
>Now I wander to spread me tale
>The wedding guest is late now kek
>Don't shoot random birds