A Devon Lass

A Devon lass was Mary Read, Raised as a lad the pirate queen, All for her mother’s wish to succeed, To the world a boy was she seen, Elizabethan trews were her screen, So male in dress, in thought and deed. A Devon lass was Mary Read, Raised as a lad the pirate queen, Avast, she swapped the widow’s weed, The pirate’s code became her scene, The woman’s world that might have been, A place she felt she didn’t need. A Devon lass was Mary Read, Raised as a lad the pirate queen. Form: Rondel Prime