The Ballad of Foxy the Pirate

by Makazi

Before he was decommissioned, Foxy was a popular attraction for kids; regaling them with tales of adventure. This is a short poem recounting his past and his woes, written for the purpose of song.

I once was a pirate that roamed the sea freely beneath the stars,

finding mountains of treasure to bring home with me, and plenty o' battle-scars.

Vessels we sailed towards the moon, eternity in our grasp,

motley sunsets a sailor's boon, the notion it would always last.

But those days are over now, never to return.

Old Foxy in his pirate's cove, an endless sojourn -

will the joy I knew ever come back to me?

Come little mateys and sail with me, I have many a tale to tell,

of love and legends and the endless sea, casting a magic spell.

But one morning I rose with blood in my mouth, and screaming they turned away,

a child I broke, his body it fell, old Foxy he couldn't stay.

But those days are over now, never to return.

Old Foxy sequestered in his pirate's cove, an endless sojourn;

to haunt the place and stalk the halls, searching for my past -

looking for my eternity, the terror this would always last,

the terror this would always last.

Will the life I knew ever come back to me?