THE PIRATE TRILOGY

The Pirate

There once was a bold buccaneer named Gar,

Prone to exclaim “yo-ho-ho” and “hardy-har-har!”

He’d prance and he’d dance and he’d chuckle,

As on the bounding main he proceeded to swashbuckle.

I watched his display hidden behind my fan all the while,

Then reluctantly gave him a coquettish smile.

At last I cried, “Come to me, my roguish knave,

And against better judgment, I shall be your slave.”

The Other Pirate

There once was a swashbuckling dodger;

Both his name and his flag were Jolly Roger.

Though a three-masted schooner

Would get me there sooner,

With this bold Rogue I’d rather embark,

Sailing the main with Roger – oh, what a lark!

The Last Pirate

There once was a cunning laddie named Colin Frank;

He thrust and he parried as he rose through pirate rank.

Ladies, have a care, Pirate Gar will ravish you,

And with treasure Jolly Roger will lavish you.

But be most wary of that rascal Colin Frank,

For he shall have you walking the plank!

Karen Rice, © 2008

Awarded 3/23/2008