[Intro]
Salt in the air, sugar in the breeze,
Kettle hums softly, attic sighs of seas.
[Verse 1]
Retired captain, apron tied tight,
Trading cannon fire for oven light.
Treasure Chest cupcakes, spice gone astray,
He hunts the attic till the night turns day.
[Chorus]
Where'd the spice go, matey?!
Search the attic, clues afloat
Polly the culprit, or a trick of the coast?
[Verse 2]
Nautical souvenirs gleam in dusty rows,
Maps and compasses where the secret spice goes.
Polly perches high, a feathered mastermind,
In the attic's hush, the spice might be confined.
[Chorus]
Where'd the spice go, matey?!
Search the attic, clues afloat
Polly the culprit, or a trick of the coast?
[Outro]
Spice found, bake bells ring, harbor lights glow with pride.