Pretend Pirate Wanna Be's
With rod and reel and bait in hand
They set out from dry dusty land
Six pretend pirate wanna be's
To terrorize fish repeatedly
Three each, port and starboard side
Anticipating the coming tide
Far away from safety's shore
These men of action, these men of lore
Swinging wide they toss their lines
As seconds tick off fishes bites
What's meant to be has come to be
From this scourge of the high seas
They came they saw they conquered all
As waves pound hard upon the bow
Call it a hunch, the weakest of the bunch
Didn't miss the chance to toss his lunch
After the score these troubadours
Made their way back to distant shores
Six pretend pirate wanna be's
Where legends are made on the high seas
Went deep sea fishing yesterday and had a blast! Who tossed their lunch? Do you really need to ask? ??
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