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Dec 23, 2008
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Pirates
Avast me hearties, the pirate cried
We’ll take this ship, the Spaniards pride
Give no mercy, give no quarter
Not to the Captain or his daughter
Board the ship and at our leisure
Kill the crew and find the treasure.
Then to Tortuga set our course
With no regrets and no remorse
Once in port we’ll give ’em hell
And one day soon they’re bound to tell
Of the sailors who were brave and bold
Took the ship and the Spanish gold.
So belay there lads lets get things started
This aint no trade for those faint hearted
Load your pistols grab your cutlass
We’ll show the Spaniards we aint gutless
Splice the main brace, mind that beam
Oh ! Bugger me, its just a dream
— shazbat, Dec 23, 2008
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Kailashana
17 years 5 months ago
I knight thee, Sir Shazbat
shazbat
17 years 5 months ago
I am truly honoured, a
Robert Melliard
17 years 5 months ago
Hi shazbat
shazbat
17 years 5 months ago
Robert, I googled my name