My pirates are a swarthy bunch
They fight and yell and scream
Their clothes are ragged and dirty
Don't they own a washing machine?
My pirate vessel is graceful
Worthy of sailing high seas
I know it can withstand the fury
Of a relatively swift moving breeze
As a captain I am a clever brute
Unconcerned if things should become drastic
No matter the weather or danger
For my pirates are made out of plastic
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow great idea to compose about Pirates..I appreciate this idea..