Teach's Sword

Look at my face, - see scars of Demelt. Enormous black beard woven and lit by matches; staring back at you. Feared of reputation, I reflect in my blade - a ladies man in style. With feathered tricorn, hemp and multiple weapons to hand. Representing ferocious battles, and yet no account of killing one; I use my terrors' edge, to gain entry of ship; Steal valuables, gold, food, weapons amd liquor. Aye; 'tis by rumour alone we did battle those seas of 1718 and more. Notorious our piracy legion lives on, My handle Black Beard, Teach, Drummond. I forever a treasured and trusted companion, historic; now I lay to rest for all to see. One but rescued, when run aground; on Queen Annes Revenge, around Ocracoke Inlet, North Carolina Seas.