Are Merchant Captains, hard as sin,
And Merchant Mates as hard as nails
Aboard of every ship that sails.

"And I worked aloft and I worked below,
I worked wherever I had to go,
And the winds blew hard and the winds blew cold,
And I sez to meself as the ship she rolled,

"`O Caribbee! O Barbaree!
O shores of South Amerikee!
O, never go there: if the truth be told,
You'll get more kicks than Spanish gold.'"

"And that's the truth, mate," said Bill to Bunyip Bluegum. "There
ain't no pirates nowadays at sea, except western ocean First Mates,
and many's the bootin' I've had for not takin' in the slack of
the topsail halyards fast enough to suit their fancy. It's a hard
life, the sea, and Sam here'll bear me out when I say that bein'
hit on the head with a belayin' pin while tryin' to pick up the
weather earring is an experience that no man wants twice. But toon
up, and a song all round."

"I shall sing you the `The Penguin Bold,'" said Sam, and, striking
a graceful attitude, he sang this song--

"To see the penguin out at sea,
And watch how he behaves,
Would prove that penguins cannot be
And never shall be slaves.