The Loving Buccaneer
Wolfgang was a pirate
At the age of eighteen
He was at any rate
Very respectable and clean
He was at the most
Skilled and feared
By Poseidon's Ghost
and Captain Red Beard
He arrived at Cape Lost
And met a girl
Whose destiny had crossed?
In his advenurous world
Her name is Chalise
Eyes a beautiful blue
The Captains niece
Guarded by the crew
But he had to see her
So he came close
Posing as a music teacher
Stealing the robes
He earned her trust
And her love
That night it was lust
With this romantic dove
They gallop on a horse
Across the beach
Through the waters force
In the sea
He takes her home
Before the sunrise
The crew catches this rogue
Knocking him down in suprise
They bound his wrist
And his feet
Hurl him off a cliff
Into the sea
One would wish for his escape
wrenching free of his ties
He did not meet his fate
For on a beach he lies
He awakes in the morn
dazed by the fall
His brain is torn
For he can't remember anything at all
Such is life for this young man
His travels lead him back to her
A pirate he becomes again
Ordained to him by earth
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2005
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