Fun - Talkin' Like A Pirate Poem by Paul Warren

Can you talk like a pirate nowadays as a bit of fun
Arghh! Splice the main brace our sail has begun
I'll keel haul you as a land lubber we capture you on the run
Could there be fifty men on a deadman's chest with a bottle of rum

And put the plank out so you can walk that one down
If your not one of the crew it's the plank you are bound
The black and white skull and cross bones is our flag to fly
When we raid your ship we will give you a broadside as we sail by

Our island is within a day's sail from Portobello in the Caribbean
And we are chased by the Royal Navy as soon as we're are seen
We all know that sooner or later it will be the Old Bailey for us
When it will be the gallows and a rope from the King with no fuss

© Paul Warren Poetry