Arr! Pirates Poem by David Blaine

Ye Pirates! They commence forth
Swindling gold, swushing swords.
With skeletons' support masts
They arrive in Devil's red glory!

There's the Bootstrap, the curvy blade
Patch-eye cooks, Gold teeth brooks
They hate 'Parley'; They'll kill
And slew and, slit your pipes.

Terror unleashed, basks their wake
A staunch and beers accompany!
Red necks fear their wrath
Navy bucks blue before their swords

'Arr' they yell when pleased
Growls and a bark show fury
'Walk the plank' their game of joy
Like snakes twisting ye ol' frogs.

Death fleas before their fright
They heed none; they gore all
Ye pirates! you see one, you flee
'lest you want, a piece of ye damn hell!


(06-07-06, Eanikkara)