Listen to a story about a Captain named Tim
A poor seafarer barely kept his doggys fed.
Then one day he was clearing out his hold,
when he found a map that led to Inca Gold.
...Emeralds...Tombs...Gold...Big jungle spiders
He mortgaged all he had just to make the long sea trip.
Through the waves and storms, his hopes did never slip.
Climbing through the jungle, he finally found the stash
Much to his dismay, it was just a geo-cache.
Busted... Nothing... Fools Goal... Toss it off a cliff... Get plastered.
Out of cash and feeling low, he rowed his boat to berth,
wondering if he even belonged on this mean ol' Earth.
Then came a movie guy who wanted to tell the tale,
Money from the movie came in pail after pail.
...Green stuff... What boats run on... Moola... Shamoolies.
His kin folk said Tim move somewhere warm and dry,
He told em leaving the ocean would surely make him cry.
The water was the place where he was made to roam
So he gussied up his vessal and made it into home.
... Teak... Stainless Steel... Brass ... Hired labor... Lots of it
Now his boat has a king size bed,
everyone is happy and the doggy's always fed.
He takes friends out diving at half the regular price,
all in all he figures he's got a mighty good life.
...Salt air... Blue water... Good company... Washing off seagull pucky
... Kick off anyone annoying... Sleep in... Hunt bugs...

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