"May I sing you a song, an Ode I made, just for you?" 

Tis I, Alasdair, the beautiful defender of man,

And I bring you this song on my lute, my fantastical musical lute,

I am but a treasure hunter, the bearer of trinkets and gold, a true Caspari,

Can you see it, all my gold, my illustrious golden coins;

Held together in my handmade real leather pouch, brought straight from Exton’s Emporium, this is not a paid commercial, but using my name in store gets you 5% off (and me 10% for bringing in some cliental), 

But anyway, I am a Lennon, a lover, a true Casanova of hearts, I hold the letters of my adored dears so very close to my heart.

And you can see my maps, my lovely, cherished maps, we sail the seas looking for treasure, and I believe we will find it all!