Avast ye scoundrels of the night...
Shipped to shored of skull duggery'd a fight.

Shimber me timbers-Aaagggh! Me name is Captain Kidd...
For me buried of treasure, of many thieves i'd gladly get rid.

Parrot o'green atop me right shoulder...
After awhile may seem as weighted as like a heaviest of a burdosomed boulder.

One, two, three more paces...
Per the maps directions for a wealthiest of new found places.

Swing fro' the yard arm and swing as freely as may i be....
After the fight i'll definitely be a pirate that's free.

Many women i swoon from many a rich man's court...
There is no other pirate as tall as i.
Most of other buckineers are way too short.

Slaps on the face that i may recieve in number, be few...
Many more female kisses are always coming my way
'cause of me good looks those kisses are always to
my lips given as due.

Many of my offspring live all over every sea coast
from coast to coast...
I have many more children-I have the numbered of most.

I'll be retired by the end of next year...
Ifs i lives long enough to not be cuts fro' ear to ear.

I be the world's most best pirated lover....
After death i'll most likely go to hell and not far up above 'er.
(Heaven that is) .

Michael Gale

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