"Pirate"
When I imagine myself
A swashbuckling pirate
I think first of an eye patch
And some of those other cliches
Like a parrot perched on the shoulder
And then I think of
Throwing my head way back
And laughing heartily
Straight up toward the sky
For no apparent reason
But what were those pirates
Laughing about anyway?
I think it had something to do
With the eye patch
And the shoulder parrot
Because you have to admit
That is a pretty funny outfit
To be running around in
When such a big part of your job
Is to strike great fear in the hearts of men
© 2008 C.A. Patrick
1 comment:
that was the other poem that was going to be read at my wedding. but Norman Fell wasn't available to read it.
good day.
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