If a pirate I could be, I’d sail the salty sea
Tossing to and fro until the lookout yells land-ho
We’d make our way aground to see what could be found
Entering the local village to plunder and to pillage
Tales are always told about a treasure chest of gold
But a pirate’s life is gritty and anything but pretty
I could make you walk the plank just for saying I stank
You landlubbiin swine, maybe I’ll take your wine
Rough you up for fun then finish with a pint of rum
The places I would go, the people I would know
If only I could be, it’d be a pirate’s life for me!
Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction Prompt and inspired by the photo above.