Gus BravoRey Poems
|1.||To Her Prince Charming||4/1/2016|
|2.||The Pirate And The White Rose||4/4/2016|
|6.||A Hollow Sort||4/8/2016|
|8.||My Baby Don't Like My Harmonica||4/8/2016|
|9.||Melancholy Man Ii||4/8/2016|
|10.||Stars, Oceans, Promises And Friendship||4/8/2016|
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The Pirate And The White Rose
Avast ye, Lassie, come hear me sad, sad tale:
Sailed the Man-O-War, sailed the seven seas,
Searching for booty and wenches,
For pieces of eight to shower upon me.
After weeks on warm waters off Hispaniola,
Captain navigated to the port of St. Croix,
Where we planned to hornswaggle the locals,
Aye, take from men, women, each girl and boy.
Captain said, "Drop anchor, off you go scurvy dogs! "
"Blimey! Shore leave, me hearties", the old salt said.
We scurried off, stumbling like landlubbers in our haste,
With visions of ...