The high seas is where I make my home
Now I'm ready for an adventure
Easy all we ever do is roam
I don't mind taking on this venture
Even practicing with my sword
There is no one to practice with
Being a pirate, I get so bored
Because in the sword arts I rank fifth
You only get to have fun sometimes
No wounder why I commit crimes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem