Pirate's Diddy

Take the best
Scuttle the rest
This is the pirate's creed

Yo ho ho
To the cellar we go
To take inventory

You boop the nose
You want it bad
What you've never had before

You say with a laugh
You're willing to try
Anything for that booty of lore

With quick work of the tongue
I've convinced you to paint
Your face to mark the time

A clever disguise
Now relaxed in you dive
Head first and deeper for pearls

We watch to remember
We feel to forget
Your crew tests the boundaries

When I'm ready to leave
You play a sweet diddy
And challenge me to stake my claim

Stake it I do
Were these really all you?
If so, good show my dear

If not, let me write
To hasten end of the night
As I've done too much already here

Alone we arrive
And it could very well be
That alone we do depart

But I'm game for the heist
You have stolen my words
So now why not my heart?

A bottle of rum
And we both start to do
Things we might not have done

But for me at the sum
I'd prefer it was you
Prefer to anyone

So light up the caverns
Let's leave for the show
It seems our sacks are full

I dare not speak of hope
On a night filled with such peril
For fear those tales will dull

Just know there is more
More than can be counted
And even more after that

I will never bore
This task will be mounted
Now where did you put your hat?

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