Thru Maritime Miles 2-Reflection

In spite of the way I was doomed in the past I might have resumed all my duties at last The ship captain's daughter who killed for a lark Was tossed overboard in the path of a shark The captain himself made a pitch in the punch For helping the witch who was having my lunch The bulk of the pirates were sure I was dead The captain was second-in-line to be fed I learned of his fate from an old pirate mate A scurvy old sailor who thought I was great A stable companion when we were at sea Who seemed rather stunned by the image of me He thought I returned as a spirit or ghost Or maybe the wrath of a watery host The image of someone who died for the harm Of hurting the lady who fell for his charm He cried like a baby to learn I was real And not merely someone who died as a meal The friend that he knew by the fact I was kind A gentleman pirate with nothing in mind The captain was dead, so he offered himself To serve in his stead from the top of the shelf The pirates were pleased so they voted him in To serve by the curve of his broad, toothy grin I asked my old friend if the couple they tried Were found to be fit or just fit to be tied He told me the captain was mad as a hatter And even his daughter was no laughing matter The lady was grinning when you made a splash She said that you died when they took out the trash We stared at each other and said this can't be That pirates and shipmates should die stupidly The captain was drunk when he made his mistake But when you are sunk there is no second take He plead for his life and he plead for his daughter We fed them on board and we fed them in water When learning of late that my captain was dead I turned from my mate and I lowered my head The man was reduced by the last of his brood But no one alive should be treated as food I knew that my life as a pirate was done When I was a fool in the course of my fun The future of pirates on land may be dim But even a pirate should know how to swim So many brave pirates who plunder in wigs Are trading the sea for a cow and some pigs My life as a pirate is what I love best But even a pirate must bury his chest...