A Sail of Two Titties III: The Brassiere Strikes Back

We all stood around a'patting our backs for a job done well We'd pumped up those titties with jellyfish, then the tits began to swell Now things took a turn for the worst from a problem unforeseen Those fish we put inside'a her juggs, they all began to sting As the mermaid flopped around in pain Our lifted spirits could not be maintained We'd failed in our quest to repay our debt For the jellyfish tentacles poisoned her breasts There seemed but one answer for what to do to stop the painful throb But it seemed such a shame to remove the implants and ruin her boob job We plied her with booze, nearly drowned 'er with wine, fed her drugs right up to 'er gills But nothing could combat the terrible sting that came from those tendrils The Captain cried at the break of daylight For he lost all hope for her pitiful plight Is there no one aboard who can offer her help? F*ck, We've should have just filled her tits up with kelp Three men then came forward with little delay to take her pain and wash it away Three well-hung heroes, from the restroom they came Captains of the Head was their name They said "we know how to remove the sting For we've been drinking all night and we got just the thing We'll unzip our pants to save her fake tits, pull out our 3 cocks and cover 'em with piss" The Captain's then answered to nature's call Golden rain soaked her bra from 3 dicks and 6 balls They shower'd her boobs and extinguished her pain All it took was a leak from their lengthy main veins The mermaid was then returned to the sea For the Captains of the head had saved her with pee Fare thee well Victoria with bosoms so grand Now the sail of two titties has come to an end