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Poem by Peg-legged Pete.

I sail through sea and storm,
a swipe of rum, keeps me warm.

Watching from the lonely crows nest,
searching bounty, never to rest.

Our ship comes from fog and strikes our sorry pray,
we took the gold and killed the crew, for it is the pirate way.

We live the life and love the sea like tis or last day,
we know the king and his men are headed our way.

We live the code and honour our trade,
as we get drunk and chase the maid.

Now bring me wenches and hear my tale,
I will tell you more if you buy me some ale...

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  • Yemassee gold member
    March 6, 2008

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    I like it, it's an entertaining sea shanty and it does indeed give the reader the feel of pirate life. The background fits the poem too. Arrgghh matey, good job.