Once upon a time, somewhere out on the sea,
there lived a pirate and his name was Rusty.
Upon his tiny ship, he was growing lonely,
after his old crew had resorted to mutiny.
Rusty had been captain for a good many years,
but one fateful night, drunk off rum and beers,
he passed out and awoke to a new set of fears,
at least he wont have to worry about buccaneers.
He was left out at sea in an old metal wash bin,
Alone with his thoughts and hands for paddlin'
Rusty drifted along, sure the sun would do him in.
If only he knew this is where our story would begin...
With a bit of a crush and one hell of a loud thump,
some protruding rocks gave the wash bin a bump.
Rusty jumped startled and into the sea he dumped,
thinking that he had never been in such a slump.
Climbing on the rocks and looking for some rest,
Ole Rusty did the one thing he'd always done best.
He grabbed his skin flute and played with such zest,
that a siren was lured right out of her nearby nest.
The siren was perplexed at beholding such a sight;
"Why hello their sailor, what brings you out tonight?"
Rusty jumped up like there would soon be a fight,
he locked eyes with the siren under the moonlight.
"Please go away miss, I mean no trouble to you!"
Rusty said while trying to figure out what to do.
The siren swam closer, trying to get a better view,
"Well if that's your weapon, perhaps you speak true."
The captain stood proud, like a knight with his lance,
"Don't mock me fowl beast," he reached for his pants.
This siren was smart and decided to take a chance,
"Perhaps I could sing, while you finish your dance."
Rusty glared at her, sensing some sort of trick,
"I appreciate the offer, but your not that slick."
The siren swam closer and reached for his dick,
soon she would be the end of this dumb prick.
Grabbing for the rocks, he let his member swing,
trying to pull away from this devilish fishy thing.
The siren reached slowly as she started to sing,
mesmerizing Rusty while tugging his cock ring.
"That's not so bad," she said, calming him down,
while she slowly stroked and Rusty lost his frown.
"I meant no offence, but the stories told around-"
his words cut off as she yanked him in to drown.
Pulling him under and swimming down deep,
she pulled Captain Rusty back to her keep.
He never had a chance, she lived only to reap;
The water filled his lungs without even a peep.