Moral Compass

“By Neptune’s beard…we’re hopelessly lost Cap’n”
“What say ye? Son of a slithering serpent”
“Tis true me Cap’n…without the Compass…”
“Aye and you’re bloody daft, man”
“The booomin’ compass is here afore me”
“Yeoman Bosun…tie the scurvy dog to the yardarm
And give me the cat ‘o’ nines”
“Wait Cap’n, ‘tis the wrong compass ye gaze”
“Speak quick, lad, ‘ere I peel ya like a purple grape”
“Tis not ‘that’ compass Cap’n…’Tis our ‘moral compass’ that’s lost”