What A World Shall It Be!

What a world shall it be

For pirates sailing roaring waves,

And commanding any of its slaves.

Standing at the top most deck of the ship,

With the pride and power of its whip

What a world shall it be

To lie on a bed of gold,

Not a one to doubt; Not a one to scold.

Swords as sharp as the needle of the spinning wheel,

Made of Bronze, not of any steel.

What a world shall it be,

Adventures for treasures

Gold and jewels of different sizes and measures.

Having a pet parrot always with you,

Just as wicked as you too!

The one I feel the best is the pirate sail,

As it moves ahead, leaving behind it's trail.