On the Cornish coast in caves
The pirates hid their treasure
Gold doubloons and precious gems
With kegs of rum for pleasure
Secret passageways they built
So no one saw them going
From the village to the caves
Used for their treasure stowing
On the high seas pirates plundered
Merchant ships they liked the most
Sailing with the Jolly Roger
Homeward bound to Cornish Coast
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
ahhhh... Cornwall... what memories this brought... hard to imagine in that lovely place... who would have thought! ! ! : -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed reading this as I do all your poems David, at least this one has not left me hungry lol, 10 Lynda xx