(Transcribed exactly as witnessed as per the Captain's orders by Ship's Scribe Quillbit)

I'm Hookjaw, heap big howwoah, wuthwu wing the wavesh awound,
Shcourgin' the Shafywic Shea till the musk wuns outta sound.
My twuthy cwue goes "Yaaarr!" but mine come out a "Yawp,"
Yet we shtiww pinch pwetty twinkwesh fwom dwead men's twash and swop.

I chawmed a chowd of mawmwadesh with my bwushin' shawk-fin gwin,
They thaid my wipsh wush wike kelp, I thang 'ema hen dove in.
We twacked a Targy twade ship, wanshackwed it with gwee,
They thaw the wisp waffled wight 'til my hook winked, then thwee.

Sho if yew hear a thwilling whisht and a cwash of cwooked jaw,
Thath me, thwallowin' thilverwinea and thpinning linth onceh mowe!

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Phaestian, in the year 981 AF.