Come Young Pirates, Part X V - Repatriated For A Fee Poem by Captain Cur

A great life on the pirate sea
Repatriated for a fee!
Crimes neatly bundled in a heap;
A shaven man with smoother cheek
Lays his coins with an honest clang
Then all his praises will be sang,
Settling on the other side
Forgiven of all fratricides.
Widows and orphans pay their due
Pointing fingers at you know who,
But from the trappings of their caste
Corruption gives the crimes a pass,
So he assumes his place in town
Till recalled by the ocean's sound.