An’ we sized him for a “conjer” ere we’d
fairly got to sea;
The wind was whiffin’ crooked, jest as mean as
mean could be;
“P. I.” is colloquial term for Prince Edward
Islander.
Then the skipper spied the P. I. fubbin’ secret
at the mast,
An’ at once he got suspicious an’ he overhauled
him fast.