His eyes are dark and mystical, sensual and desiring,
Adventure swims in his blood.
I smell the spicy aroma of rum on his breath,
As he sails the ocean where creatures lurk beneath the watery depth.
The spray of the sea is heavily scented on his coat,
Whether he travels the Caribbean by ship or by boat.
Coal black makeup gracefully lines his ebony eyes,
His dreadlocks decorated with unique trinkets,
Many of which are souvenirs from his many adventures,
Who knows where this handsome pirate captain will next venture?
He'd tell you tales of gold and curses,
Or maybe of sea turtles, wenches and rum,
And while he may walk with a drunken swagger,
I assure you this noble pirate captain is anything but a bum.
A pirate's life he'll live forever,
Until he witnesses his final sunset,
And when that day comes, we shall never forget,
The beloved pirate captain who won our hearts.