A pirate’s life for me.
And what might that life be.
A patch I’d wear,
And braid my hair,
A pirate’s life for me.
With ears bedecked in gold,
As pirate’s do, I’m told,
My boots of brown,
All buckled down,
And looking rather bold.
A pirate’s life for me,
We’d sail from sea to sea,
I’d revel in pleasure,
Be swimming in treasure,
And keep it all for me.
As skull and bones unfurl,
My flag will flap and curl,
My crew will be,
In awe of me,
Not bad for just a girl!
OK. THERE ARE NO GIRLS, BUT STILL . . . CUTE.
Dear Bliary 
Slideshow and poem. Yay. You killed it.
Slideshow and poem. Yay. Fun!
Awesome poetry and even better slide show . Wow Wow& Wow 🙂
Thank you. You are the love of my life:-)
What fun! Thanks!
Argh! No! Thank you :-)It’s always nice to hear from you.
🙂
I like the poem and I love the pictures!
Thanks, Iñigo. You are a true fan 🙂
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You awakened the adventurer in me with with this fun and exciting poem. Cool images too. Where should we go captain? I’m ready to find some treasure!
Ahoy, Island Traveler. Use your imagination. The sky’s the limit!
Did you write this? I love it and will show it to my little students. Thanks for putting it on your blog.
Yes, I did and that’s my son looking slightly ominous. Thanks for looking at it AND sharing it. 😀