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"Aye!" said the captain as his crew climbed the masts
while exploring the sea walls to make maps,
navigating dangerous waters;
Unaware was he they were dishonest thieves
that they would parley him into a corner
Their agenda was to mutiny,
besiege his boat afloat;
they pillaged and plundered as buccaneers do,
swashbuckling with swords whacking -
till he caved when they threatened to cut his throat
They marauded the captain's cabin,
captured and tortured his first mate,
sabotaging his ship, raiding and ransacking;
drinking grog and brawling from quarters below
all the way up to the crows nest
They kidnapped the boatswain,
ordering him to walk the plank,
No danger of beheading while roaming the high seas,
just "Aarg... shiver their timbers"..
and be done with 'thees' !
no need to
swab the deck with their blood.
They confiscated what they could
before it capsized,
Crushing barrels of cargo, vandalizing
until the mighty galleon heaved,
gunning itself down to drown in the deep
Their plan encompassed robbing the maps
with "X " marks the spot inscribed in black ink.
They pirated the treasure chests of dabloons,
lowered their bounty, abandoned ship,
but not before boasting "Blow me man down!"
Overboard they went, lowering their skiffs;
they sailed the tide to shore with their fortunes -
and parroting them as they ruthlessly cursed him
was the bird perched high above,
squawking "Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum!"