In memory of Ynahteb, first mate of the Perilous Puppets. 1983-2018
Me hearties, raise yer glasses
To the finest of lasses
Ever to sail on this ocean
In purple and gold
She broke every mold
And earned our heartfelt devotion
Her hammers could fix
A ship blasted to sticks
And glittered like the sun on the waves
With sass and a smile
And occasional guile
She managed our ships full of knaves
When searching fer plunder
Her fists hit like thunder
While we sailed the charted worlds’ ends
So while the winds blow
May her memory glow
In the hearts of her crew and her friends.
