I wish i was a pirate,
with a long beard hanging down.
A cutlass dangling from my belt
My teeth all black and brown.
A parrot on my shoulder,
A patch upon my eye.
A pirate ship to sail on,
A pirate flag to fly.
The rolling waves would be my home
I'd live through many wrecks
I'd always have the best of maps-
The one's marked with an X!
Pirates don't have parents,
They don't get sent to school.
They never have to take a bath,
For them there are no rules!
Yo-ho-ho me hearties,
It's a pirate's life for me.
Pistols in my pockets,
Salt-pork for my tea!
:D Thanks for reading:by fever
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