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Pirate Rogue

A decadent moment is all it takes
A blissful encounter it so makes
Undue fragments of lost memories shred
Perchance the decency has lost its thread
Yet duly capable is she of undue frets
But alas her honour is her stake the wretch
I numbly persist in my ode to her behest
Sure am I to whom she was pressed
Her untimely chastity unveiled  at best
She scratched and screamed but none the less 
Humour me I says to her sort after it all
Silent tears beneath her eyelids do fall
Be gone young lass I shout and wave
To some abysmal place, there yonder cave
A hearty laugh shared the lads and me gal
Chastity indeed! Served the fair damsel well!

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Joseph Spence Sr October 19, 2008 at 5:34 PM This certainly does flow like a sonnet. Some has 12, 14, and 16 lines. I like the rhyming couplets and the spark they give the piece. Pirate rouges are still roaming the streets in many places. Young ladies are certainly the springing fountain in their eyes. Being defenseless in this era is certainly a handicap and not an asset. However, one could walk away with a sense of consent in this piece. Great job! ~Joseph

Michael Jordan October 11, 2008 at 9:40 AM Fathima this poem is excellent - I truly enjoyed the read - God Bless