The ghost of BinBag the Whaler.
He doesn't like to look down on the unemployed.
Because they both looked sharp!
Five six seven eight!
Because seven ten eleven!
Lazy bones.
On April Ghoul's Day
Cut out all that blubber and you can be more like me.
It Varys.
The sails are going through the roof.
Ten. Aye, aye, arr, and the seven seas.
Bob Marley and The Whalers!
