Far across the ocean wide
To a region hot and grotty,
The treasure seekers sailed,
They really were quite dotty.

They used an ancient map
All full of holes and vermin.
Where they were they did not know
The compass needle's squirmin'.

Captain Weed was barking mad.
The Cook was very smelly,
They abducted puppy dogs,
And mashed them into jelly.

Bosum Jones dressed all in black
And slept hanging upside down,
Could not find his ass, with both
His hands, seated on the ground.

The First Mate's a happy chap,
Pretends he's a laying hen--
A fairly harmless hobby,
Eggs enough for all the men.

And so the list goes on,
Hugo Scruggs, Haggis McGee
Ottilie Groot, Tackleford Ron.
Salty sea dogs as pirates should be.

Except for one young fop,
The one whose name rhythms with "could."
That's him there with the mop.
Really crazy name; Guybrush Threepwood.