Been drinking all evening, Cap'n
Another beer and I'm done.
This quartermaster is ready to sail,
Gotcha take on that gale.
Unfurl those sails, lads!
Let's go taste the sea!
All hands on deck,
Man the cannons!
Today, we blow those frigates,
We drown them to the sharks!
Then we go for plunder,
Rock the seas with thunder!
It's all dreamy but I want a home;
Somewhere calm and without waves.
It'll never come true,
For we, pirates don't have a home.
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PoetryI'll be entertaining y'all while playing with words. Rest assured you won't leave without an impression. Sit back and enjoy!
