Pirate Story Poem by Amera Andersen

Pirate Story

Rating: 5.0


Aye; me given birth name be Jacqueline LaPue
And dwell ‘neath the colours of cross bone and skull
O the tale that I tell is known but by few
From our pirate schooner with long lissome hull
We rule the ocean ‘neath a sky of blue
The name of our ship is the Laughing Gull
We be well armed with brass guns amidships
And brandishing cutlasses at our hips

One day we set sail for treasure we seek
‘twas north by north we laid chase to our prey
The merchant ship laden and we rigged her to leak
Our gun barrels sounded; to their dismay
We boarded their ship, they were so weak
O the fight was bloody that fateful day
We outnumbered the scoundrels attacking their flank
The ones that were left, we made walk the plank

We counted the treasure and the chests of gold
Glimmering gems were a thing of beauty
With spoils of war we filled up the hold
We scuttled their ship as we kept the bootie
Then danced on the poop deck the story is told
And drank rum ‘neath the mainsail a pirates duty
The flap of the fo'c'sle then took us away
For the life of a pirate there is much to say

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