A pirate walked into a bar,
he ordered neat rum in a jar,
"I'm trying to find the pissoir!"
The brigantine sat there, a plum,
but pirates are known to be dumb,
a thousand large bottles of rum!
The mate said: That ship's rather dull -
those cannons are spoiling her hull,
take a look at that flag,
with pictures of bones and a skull!"
The pirate had captured a wench,
quite youthful and pretty, and French,
she shook her sweet head,
so he polished her off on the bench!
Long John heard the gripes of the men,
breathed deeply then counted to ten,
"We'll share out the rest
of our huge treasure chest"
the cabin-boy shouted out: "When?"
Their cannons lit up with a blast,
our schooner was going down fast,
then raced to the top of the mast!
The men downed their tools for a rest,
'twas then that the captain confessed:
why we found nothing here -
we should have gone ten paces WEST!"
The pirate ran up to the Lord,
and gave him the length of his sword,
sat down on the decking "I'm bored!"
When Blackbeard was learning to cook
he read from a recipe book:
or better still, knead with your hook!"
The pirate looked down at the keg,
"I'll not drop my standards and beg,
some rum for my old wooden leg?"