Deck guns are to be loaded with grape shot and all guns below decks are to be aimed at the water line!!!
Prepare the boarding party!!!!
Aim for the Poop deck. That is where Admiral Obama will be.
An excerpt from Emerson Lake & Palmers epic “Pirates”:
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Make fast the guns tonight we sail
When the high tide floods the bay
Cut free the lines
And square the yards
Get the black flag stowed away
The Turk the arab and the Spaniard
Will soon have pennies on their eyes
And any other laden fancy
We will take her by surprise
I will take you and make you
Everything you’ve ever dreamed
Six days off the Cuban coast
When a sail ahead they spied
A galleon of the treasure fleet
The mizzen lookout cried
Closer to the wind my boys
The mad eyed captain roared
For every man that’s alive tonight
Will be hauling gold aboard.
“Spare us!” the galleon begged
But mercy’s face had fled
Blood ran from the screaming souls
The cutlass harvested
Driven to the quarter deck
The last survivor fell
She’s ours my boys
The captain grinned
And no one left to tell.
The captain rose from a silk divan
With a pistol in his fist
And shot the lock from an iron box
And a blood red ruby kissed
I give you jewelry of turquoise
A crucifix of solid gold
One hundred thousand silver pieces
It is just as I foretold
You, you see there before you
Everything you’ve ever dreamed.
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Who’ll drink a toast with me?
I give you liberty.
This town is ours - tonight!