Sing hey, sing ho, and a flag to the peak!
If the Yacht runs aground, Mate, there will be a row.
Ho! the Pilot is peacefully winking.
I've an interest in her myself; can't afford
She should seek Davy Jones, not at least till I've scored.
How is it, my Harty—beg pardon!—my Lord!
They signal a pilot; shall you go aboard
To save 'em from striking or sinking?"
[Left considering.