Achaean News

Previous Article | Back to News Summary | Next Article
Poetry News Post #7043

Overheard Being Sung from an Opulently Appointed Ship Bow in an Unknown Area

Written by: Adhain Blonk, Execrant
Date: Tuesday, June 9th, 2026
Addressed to: Everyone


Hoist the flag, raise it high.
Spent our scratch on whine,
All our sense ran dry.
Bo-red to death, but shoutins free-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

Can't afford tack but got plenty o' slop!
Ain't got no taste,
But on our tray it'll plop!
Catchin' as the pox, welcome as a sneeze-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

T'aint no org that'll welcome us!
So we call them fools,
And the Gods we cuss.
We even bled the fun outta heresy-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

Someone get us outta-
Kalys' Seas, we're on our knees.
Beggin', please,
Don't you tease.
Give us sweet release, by divine decrees.
Becalm the breeze,
And still Kalys' Seas.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 1006 AF.


Previous Article | Back to News Summary | Next Article
Previous | Summary | Next
Poetry News Post #7043

Overheard Being Sung from an Opulently Appointed Ship Bow in an Unknown Area

Written by: Adhain Blonk, Execrant
Date: Tuesday, June 9th, 2026
Addressed to: Everyone


Hoist the flag, raise it high.
Spent our scratch on whine,
All our sense ran dry.
Bo-red to death, but shoutins free-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

Can't afford tack but got plenty o' slop!
Ain't got no taste,
But on our tray it'll plop!
Catchin' as the pox, welcome as a sneeze-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

T'aint no org that'll welcome us!
So we call them fools,
And the Gods we cuss.
We even bled the fun outta heresy-
That's why we sail on Kalys' Seas!

On Kalys' Seas, we spout fallacies!
Give em a callous freeze,
And ig-nore their pleas!
Ballast please, to pay our malice fees!
Welcome as-a phallus frieze,
We sail on Kalys' Seas!

Someone get us outta-
Kalys' Seas, we're on our knees.
Beggin', please,
Don't you tease.
Give us sweet release, by divine decrees.
Becalm the breeze,
And still Kalys' Seas.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 1006 AF.


Previous | Summary | Next