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The Pirate Paradox
I dream to be a buccaneer out on a sailing ship Purple parrot on my shoulder sharp cutlass on my hip. Sailing upon the seven seas it's adventure I would seek Treasure chests of gold doubloons I will capture from the meek. A striking figure I would cast with skull and crossbones on my hat “Surrender now me lowly dogs or prepare for death combat!” “Cannon shot and the taste of steel should you choose to fight! So save your souls and join my crew or to Davey Jones you’ll go this night.” “Blood ’tis not my favoured wine. I’ve drunk it fully from my cup, Surrender now me lowly dogs or blood I’ll feast from pups!” A noble leader I will make winning battles from my lips, Admiral of an awesome fleet of four and twenty ships. The bards of court will sing of me, a debonair dashing brute Swooning lasses wholly lusting for a buccaneer and his loot. ____________________________ After twenty years of pirating and spilling claret on the seas Death lives upon my shoulders after brutal killing sprees. Bereavement is the briny wake of this immoral trip My lust's for wealth not fantasies, and innocence has lost its grip. A hollow man with no regret the keys to Hades at my behest No need for words of harmony as breathe stops, within your chest. Stand and fight and I’ll feed the sharks or yield and I’ll do the same. I have no need for spineless crew unless my blade you tame. No value do I see in life unless it’s ransom that I pursue I’ve slit the throats of worthless filth, destructions the path I imbue. My crew they only follow me for their blood lust I do quell They’re damned to me forever till we meet the gates of hell. My whispered name fills men with dread, I’m a murderous bastard beast The widows that I’ve created will rejoice when I’m deceased.
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