Association game.

The glasses will chime at midnight,
The moon shimmers in the distance like a copper coin,
It’s safer to keep your capital in a bank,
Than like Flint – in some chest.

It seemed to us that we were close to the goal,
We would send many souls to the afterlife,
And all those who survived to the final,
Would receive their due reward.

Treasure Island...
Once upon a time, someone wrote a book about pirates...
Treasure Island...
Robert Louis Stevenson.
Treasure Island...
Here, every page features gloomy faces,
And the clinking of louis d’ors and piastres.

I dreamed of living out my days in comfort,
But honor is not a valuable commodity among pirates,
You are given a check in the form of a black mark,
Six grams of lead: that’s your entire fee.

Money, money is to blame,
All evil comes from them, I’d rather not see them for a century!
They’ve come for me, thank you for your attention,
They’ll probably kill me now.

Treasure Island...
Once upon a time, someone wrote a book about pirates...
Treasure Island...
Robert Louis Stevenson.
Treasure Island...
Here, every page features gloomy faces,
And the clinking of louis d’ors and piastres.

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