The Modern Pirate

Carcass of the sunken ship with treasures held on rusted hip. Salt encrusted pirate’s lips which whisper into the sea. Whisper of adventures had cacophony of laughter mad. When you were just a gold toothed lad sails billowing, white wind. Rising images from the sea from shiny new technology. Camera steals your privacy white bones clutching glory. Smoothly rolling up above you vessel dense and floating sky blue. Filled with Captain, deck and port crew bent with eager hearts. Blossomed greed through the camera’s eye when sifting sand a gold coin spied. If only you were still alive to swift swashbuckle the thieves. Yo Ho Yo Ho, you have just been had, by the newest, improved model of the modern scalawag!!!