Captain Stolk's Bird

Up on his shoulder sits Captain Stolk's bird,
first mate to the crew simply known as Turd.
He ruffles his feathers and lays down the law,
without hesitating to show off one claw.

It's no longer "Aye-aye to Sir Captain Stolk,
they now have to answer to babbling croak.
With much of his sentences muffled and slurred,
it's only the repeats of swear words he's heard

Along the deck floor is this weird looking sight,
'cause somehow he can't seem to get his flight right.
A pirate maybe as he dodges their feet, 
he'll call out, "the plank" if you don't meet his tweet.

As Turd struts his stuff he's the first on patrol,
with every man wary of this little troll.
He'll stalk through the night as he picks out his prey,
then scream bloody murder the very next day.

The cook seems to think that it's simply absurd,
so first on the menu will be Stir Fried Bird.
Just wait till they hear how this story unfolds,
"ahoy all ye mateys, it's richer than gold."