Hope for a Pirate
Ho, Pirate
May I see your mighty hook
Slicing through the air?
Watch the ground that shook
Every time you stomped
Your big black boot?
Ho, Pirate
May I feel the wrath you dealt
To all those poor men
Sitting on the beach?
Make a home inside your heart
Where no one will ever find me?
Ho, Pirate.
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