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Sep 2013
With his tricorn hat
and his sea dog rats
he heads back to the high seas
Shouting, come on me laddies
picks up yer gears
we're going on a pillaging spree

Leaving Dover without a sound
they are to the Americas bound
Weeks did pass into months
with captain in cabin with the ****
then one day, shouts from crows nest
did say, Land ahoy.

Captain was on deck before you knew it
barking his orders so brave
his dogs barked and run around
his crew were nothing but slaves
gun ports open, loaded and ready to fire
no one could know, what would transpire

Then from the bay coming their way
was a sight so frightening to be seen
a massive metal beast all a gleam
through his eyeglass could see it's deck
and what a sight to see
Open mouthed he sighed, Metal birds there be.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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