Better Run

I’m a scoundrel that travels by sea with me mates. We are happy and free cause we live life with ease doing just what we please. It’s the life of a pirate for me! If you see in the distance our mast with the skull and the crossbones, run fast! We’ll be comin’ for you and your women folk too. There is nothing of yours that’ll last! Cause we’ll loot and pollute till we’re through, burn your houses and then come for you. Better run far away. Run into the next day, cause your gold we’ll be lookin’ for too. Leave by boat, and I’m gonna be frank, when we catch ya, that boat will be sank. Once we drink us some rum, we’ll be having our fun watching captives of ours walk the plank! I suppose we might have sympathy for a maid who acts dutifully. But if you’ve got a wife, better run for your life, for no honor nor scruples have we! Since a pirate don’t do what he should, if you see us in your neighborhood, better get up and go. Bad is good and Yo! Ho! Me pirate life’s better than good! For the the A Pirate's Life For Me Poetry Contest of Kelly Deschler