Ye Pirates! They commence forth
by David Blaine
Swindling gold, swushing swords.
With skeletons' support masts
They arrive in Devil's red glory!
There's the Bootstrap, the curvy blade
Patch-eye cooks, Gold teeth brooks
They hate 'Parley'; They'll kill
And slew and, slit your pipes.
Terror unleashed, basks their wake
A staunch and beers accompany!
Red necks fear their wrath
Navy bucks blue before their swords
'Arr' they yell when pleased
Growls and a bark show fury
'Walk the plank' their game of joy
Like snakes twisting ye ol' frogs.
Death fleas before their fright
They heed none; they gore all
Ye pirates! you see one, you flee
'lest you want, a piece of ye damn hell!