Have ye heard the tale of the scourge of the seas?
A pirate so fierce he brings the mighty to their knees.
He is a ghost that's elluded people's sight,
He's the thing to give even the boldest a fright.
With black flag high and skull crossing swords,
Tis your final hour when it's you he's coming towards.
A skeleton crew and a ship of the damned,
Best surrender before your ship's boarded and rammed.
His teeth are sharp and narrow,
From your bones he'll suck the marrow.
With a voice so scary and deep,
You'll never hear him creep.
Skin made of steel,
And veins of wire.
To pillage and steal,
His metal heart's desire.
Men of truth or men that's shallow,
Both be sent by him to the gallows.
Ye beware his name,
And his deadly fame.
The curse he brings upon your life,
With be your death with all your strife.
Captain Darkwater his crew will sing,
"All beware the pirate king."
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The Tomes of Allagan: Vol. 1
PoetryPoetry fills volume 1, with each poem dedicated to one or more of people I hold near and dear to me.
