Im not a pirate nor a pirates mate,
for the time to be a cool pirate is too late,
the days of piracy are passed
and no one uses wood now for legs (doesnt last!)

But for a day we make the effort
to talk like pirates and it made thought....

If I were a pirate it would be all youse land lubbers Id hate,
id slit ye throats and keep the pieces of eight,
to stop that noise Id choke or garrot
to stop the mess Id kill the parrot

Land Ho! the cry from the nest on high
looks like the time to party is nigh
So once again Ill keep away from day jones...
and just listen to my prisoners moans....

I must go, Ive got me cutlass
Ive got me hat and my maps and looking glass
Ive got my treasure and im off to the carpenter to buy or beg...

a replacement...you see I have termites in me leg!!!

mmmm ahoy me hearties!!

<<< hang him from the yard arm, - keelhall that blubbering idiot...oops sorry slipped out...>>>