“i’ll tell you a tale of Vampirates,a tale as old as true.Yea, I’ll sing you a song of an ancient ship,that sails the ocean blue...That haunts the ocean blue.the Vampirate ship has tattered sails,that flap like wings in flight.They say that the Captain, he wears a veil,so as to curtail your fright.At his death pale skin,and his lifeless eyes,and his teeth sharp as night.Oh, they say that the Captain, he wears a veil,and his eyes never see the light.you better be good child- good as gold.As good as good can be.Else I’ll tell you to the in to the vampirates,and wave you out to sea.Yes, you’d better be good child- good as gold,because- lookཀ can you see?,There’s a dark ship in the harbor tonight.And there’s room in the hold for thee.(Plenty of room for thee.)Well if pirates are bad.And vampires are worse.Then I pray, that as long as I be,that though I sing of Vampirates,I never one shall I see.Yea, if Pirates are danger,and Vampirates are death,I’ll extend my prayer for thee-that thine eyes never see a Vampirate......and they never lay a hand on thee.”