For merely a hunch or a hint of a kiss
I nearly was lunch for a hit on a miss
She shimmied for me in a short pirate skirt
No army of men was a match for this flirt
I started to flee in the face of a rout
She called out my name and she swung me about
In only a bit I was back to her side
My courage was hit by the lack of my pride
She puckered at once like a heady young lass
My body was tuckered but ready for class
She stood there like cream that was ready to pour
I knew that my dream was too good to ignore
I almost was tempted to go back to work
The job of a pirate is nothing to shirk
The thrill of the moment was pressed in my mind
No luck of the lady would leave me behind
My greatest concern was the captain's own good
Who surely would shrink by the lass if he could
Or hate me and weight me in deep-water drink
The fate of a date with his daughter, I think
And finally, one danger, a bona fide thriller
Consider the lady is somebody's killer
Somebody like Brady, my roommate and friend
Who dated the lady but died in the end
For these inhibitions my mind was undone
I wanted a kiss but I knew I should run
Perhaps she would thank me or think I was shy
For losing my nerve on the very first try
Her lips were still puckered in place of a pout
In only a moment my luck would run out
To tease her for naught would be tempting my fate
But that's what you get when you balk at the bait
She opened her eyes and I froze where I stood
My future was bleak and my feet were no good
I knew she would catch me and cut me in two
Or batch me like monkeys in barrels of glue
She shuffled my way with no hint of a grin
Her silence rebuked me in matters of sin
She stood on my feet and we giggled like fools
Then matter-of-factly she shattered my jewels
I fell in a heap as she ripped her own dress
Her daddy would chain me and make me confess
Her purpose, no less, was to catch me in pleasure
And plunder my chest for the sake of my treasure
To take a long story and make it more short
I have some good news I would like to report
My booty is found, and my job is restored
But what if my future is nothing to board? ...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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