Request by Monkey D. Anea
(The Art of Sailing)
Pepper and pickles and gold and tattoos
That's what makes a pirate a pirate
Hot sauce and metal and women and booze
Pirates are rulers, killers and tyrants
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He's sailed seas with the best of them all
He's lived through storms and islands of steel
He's spent his life answering the ocean's call
He can kill, drink, fight, run and steal
.
He once told a boy he knew long ago
If he couldn't be merciless, heartless and cruel
Then he'd never escape the pirate low
He'd always swab decks, forever the fool
.
(The fact that said boy grew up to be
A man of great power and worth
One of the most scariest man on the sea
Says nothing, he's just was the first)
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He never expected to soon come across
Another young boy such as he
Who thought that and sailing and being the boss
Was the silliest thing he could possibly be
.
Yet here is a boy, a child no less,
Who sails with a smile and lives with a laugh
Who's worth (to the World) more than you'd guess
This boy carves his own (strange) pirate path
.
So while he may respect the captains in red
To whom carnage and blood is their call
Seeing where this young boy's path has led
Makes him think 'it's not so bad after all'
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Laughter and mercy and adventure and joy
(Maybe some treasure as well)
These are the things
That make pirates Kings
And this boy's got 'em
(He can tell)
I'm all caught up with requests again, at least on the first come, first serve ones. Now, I will go back and write for the other suggestions from people who made multiple requests, unless new requests come in (then, those take first priority).
Thank you for your patience, and for reading this story.
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