Aye a Pirate

Down by the waterside I ached for a ride Then came a tiny canoe sail Rollin its small tail Mind you sailor I-the wielder of the Ockrentor The 'craziest' poet And can you him beat? I dream I believe He sparingly revved Life has made me a panther I a lynx do be rather He smiled showing all broken pieces This crazy to think you got the bits I was this and that I grunted What are you he asked Me is not a pirate I'm a poet You a mooo... No hawk, I'm Oiroegbu Aye you look serious I'm a man of surprises