Jolly Roger
A grin one moment, then a sneer.
He called himself a buccaneer.
Pistol in hoof, an eyepatch too.
A cutlass to impale through.
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He wanted bits, he wanted gold.
After which we'd keep our lives, he told.
So we obliged, gave up our treasure,
Upon the sea in balmy weather.
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As we unloaded, he imparted,
Of how from home he had departed.
From Ponyville, a little town,
His smile lasted while we frowned.
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It came to him on Nightmare Night,
Dressed as a pirate to delight.
Decided he'd follow his dreams,
To raid and pillage, actions obscene.
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So he departed with our gold,
And while he left we all were told,
To spread this tale to all fleets,
To fear the pirate called Pipsqueak.