In the heart of Zane Wylie’s lair, where tales do unfold. A resin replica skull, with stories untold. One hundred and fourteen hours, his hands did toil. Crafting a pirate’s dream, with passion and oil. Through UPS, our skulls set sail, across the sea. Lost or damaged, a collector’s distress. But fear not, ye mateys, for your treasure awaits. A skull of mystery, that no pirate berates. Not officially trademarked, but a true gem to find. Carved in the spirit of pirates, so brave and bold. A fun and tactile piece, worth its weight in gold. Hand-painted, signed, and numbered, with care so fine. A testament to craftsmanship, in every line. No stand included, we must reiterate. But options abound, for your skull’s fate. So raise the Jolly Roger, let the adventure begin. For Epstein did not kill himself, in his tale of sin.