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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I thought for this'n I be a dodger, But the Cap'n told me to hoist the Jolly Roger. Skull 'n Bones on Black in the air, Ye know, matey, that I be thar. Me peg leg be a clompin' so loud, Ye be sure to find me, even in a crowd. With a patch o'er one eye 'n me parrot too, Ye be sure that we be lookin' fer you! Cutlalsses out 'n daggers in our teeth, Ropes from the yardarms, hangin' b'neath. If'n ye see me thar up on the deck, Ye can be sure I be wantin' to put a rope 'round yor neck. We be after the spoils of a bounteous sea, That means RANSOM to you...GOLD for me! For we be sellin' you to someone for gold, 'Else ye be not gettin' very old. 'N if we be needin' any more, We be a takin' all them trinkets in ye ship's store. Our Cap'n orders the ship turn about, We be after yorn, without a doubt. The Cap'n be a mean'un ye ought to know, He be a blood spiller from long ago. That's why he be the Cap'n ye see, 'N the crew to his word, we all step lively. I seen him cut a man in two, Cut out his heart, 'n eat his liver too! So I be doin' what he tells me I should, 'Else I could become the Capn's food. Any man of our crew ye would not want to see, They be all cutthroats, just like me The crew is lively that's for shor, Especially when we get ashore. We take no baths and get no scrub, We be downin' all the ale, left in the pub. They may look dirty and smell to thee, But they be pleasin' 'n have a sweet aroma to me. Oh, the pirate's life is one o' glory, 'S long 's ye be 'round to tell yer story. 'N one thing more I be tellin' you, A'for I go 'n get a brew. You can tell one's a pirate if'n ye want to seek, Their talk is filled with contractives and other speak. They eat only meat 'n fish fer no Gar, "N at the end of their words, they al'ays say RRRRRRRRRRR!
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