Pure Pirates Poem by Naveed Akram

Pure Pirates



The food I take is pure,
Islands of worse shadows are external
And I match them with worlds that sold a golden piece.

To chew is production,
And I love a shady man or woman who is devil enough,
And I sink see and sell the ships I mastered all the time.

To be a pirate is laughable,
But laudable not,
But I am.

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Naveed Akram

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