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Thru Maritime Miles 3-A Very Pirate Seduction
For merely a hunch or a hint of a kiss I nearly was lunch for a hit on a miss She shimmied for me in a short pirate skirt No army of men was a match for this flirt I started to flee in the face of a rout She called me at once and she turned me about In only a bit I was back to her side My courage was hit by the lack of my pride She puckered for me like a heady young lass My body was tuckered but ready for class She stood there like cream that was ready to pour I knew that my dream was too good to ignore I almost was tempted to go back to work The job of a pirate is nothing to shirk The thrill of the moment was pressed in my mind No luck of the lady would leave me behind My greatest concern was the captain's own good Who surely would kill for the lass if he could Or hate me and weight me in deep-water drink The fate of a date with his daughter, I think My mind was prepared to be pared or adored Or find that she scared me and there'd be a sword A weapon to thrill me and fill me with fun Or maybe to kill me and spill me when done For these inhibitions, I needed more time My living traditions were not in their prime Perhaps she would thank me or think I was shy Or maybe just spank me for getting her high Her lips were still puckered in place of a pout In only a moment my luck would run out To tease her for naught would be tempting my fate But that's what you get when you balk at the bait I knew she despised me for acting so dumb But then she surprised me with bottles of rum I figured she liked me and wanted me bad Or maybe she spiked me with something she had She shuffled my way with a sly, subtle grin A silent rebuttal to scuttle my sin She stood on my feet and we giggled like fools Then matter-of-factly she rattled my jewels I fell in a heap as she ripped her own dress Her daddy would beat me and make me confess I knew that my chance to survive was not good A pitiful dance on a long plank of wood I knew that I lost on my very worst date A victim of love to my scary first mate Her guile was more than you miss in a lass But that's what you get when you kiss out of class.
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