ropped into this waltz of devils
I saunter with the best of them,
A wake of dead men in each step
To hide away my fairer gem.
Under the scourge of this black flag
I am disguised and curse like men...
We're California's own pirates-
Swashbucklers dressed in Armani.
Now let this board meeting begin!* A neglected delirium from nearly a year ago... bad Cheeky!