i wonder how fun life is if you are a pirate
As you sail the ship and stomp of your feet
We'll sing the chantey and get drunk till we sick
As i rot my teeth and cover my eye
Will i look wicked if i show you my knife
We'll look for treasure and rob some lord
We show them our guns and point at their nose
Pull the rope and show them our flag
Let them know they have no way to run
We loaded the cannon and listen to the sing,
sing by the cry of our wailing sea
AN: So i made this short poem or whatever you called it is, in 3:40 am. I've listening to some chantey and its kinda addicting. That's just it, goodnight.