The Treasure Found

THE TREASURE FOUND

Edward Kenway

Part taking in the sea full of blue water I wonder In a deepest slumber if ever a monster lurks to Ravage the remainder of the Savage’s armada still Another morning rises another chance to die yet The booty that was meant to find either hides or Exist only in our minds.

Funny, my crew falls like flies even though no Open cannon ports nearby, aye! Supplies running Low lucky me have me Bottle-O-Rum and a yohoho I guess the end is nigh the last drop of the bottle Was suffice the horizon that shines so bright was Enough to put a tear in my eye.

One day a young bucko will found the bottle with a Map I put inside as I throw it overboard and say My last goodbye I close my deadlights and hope That the treasure I dreamt of will be found by broad daylight.