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Captain Cur

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Captain Pith, Pirate Adventures (5)


Ravishing veils cover thick morning fog,
Pith's lumbering overpriced sleeping log,
boastful English sailors in starched white dress
lollygagging cherish their morning mess.

Malevolent breaks speed and remounts the waves,
bay beast howling as my clear madness raves
ten bronze canons trained on her massive breast
in succession each fires then smoking rests.

I turn starboard toward treacherous shores
two hit mark disrupt Mandrake's mundane chores,
formally introduced by steel and shot
as I outrun her by a swift two knots.

First Mate Pompeii unnerved by my insane act;
'We lain in shadows, why did we attack? '
I lift my black patch and with accursed eye
expose molten demons who glare inside.

Pith assesses damage and his sly foe,
I revel in my astounding first blow,
overeducated, pompous, perfumed jewel,
reckless, lawless, brazen pirate fool.

Submitted: Saturday, January 26, 2013
Edited: Friday, February 22, 2013
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