Followin’ the trail on the old treasure map,

I came to the spot that said “Dig right here.”

And four feet down my spade struck wood

Just where the map said a chest would appear.

But carved in the side were written these words:

“A curse upon he who disturbs this gold.”

Signed, Morgan the Pirate, Scourge of the Seas.

I read these words and my blood ran cold.

So here I sit upon untold wealth

Tryin’ to figure which is worse:

How much do I need this gold?

And how much do I need this curse?

~Shel Silverstein