adventures in dysthymia

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

THE PIRATES' BOOTY SONG

Every pirate loves booty;
It is our sworn duty
To visit new lands
And lay our hands
On booty!
Ah, booty!
We gives it to some cutie
Who bats her eyes,
We isn't too wise,
But every pirate loves booty!

I'm a covetous brute,
I shoot and I scoot,
And all of your loot
I keep, keep, keep!
I piles it all up,
Every coin and each cup,
Every last scrap of Krupp,
In a heap, heap, heap!

When anyone's nigh,
I needs to spy,
Use me one good eye
To peep, peep, peep!
I pulls me knife,
The love of me life,
She's like me wife,
and creep, creep, creep!

Oh, every pirate loves booty,
Be it clean or sooty;
We wants it all,
We hears the call
Of booty!
Ah, booty!
It is a thing of beauty!
So bring more grog
For an old sea-dog,
Yes, every pirate loves booty!

Though a man of leisure,
It is me great pleasure
To bury me treasure
Deep, deep, deep!
What I likes best
Is a well-filled chest;
Lay me head to rest
And sleep, sleep, sleep!

All pirates know
What winds do blow,
And as we sow
We reap, reap, reap!
If comes a day
We're asked to pay,
That last bill may
be steep, steep, steep!

But every pirate loves booty;
It is our sworn duty
To visit new lands
And lay our hands
On booty!
Ah, booty!
We gives it to some cutie
Who bats her eyes,
We isn't too wise,
Still every pirate loves booty!

Stephen Brooke ©2008

Essentially a frivolous piece (despite a few 'serious' lines toward the end) and, yes, there a few dopey sexual allusions. Not as many as originally intended! In performance -- assuming it actually ever was performed -- it could be cut up any number of ways to allow instrumental breaks. Also assuming I work up some music, as this was written purely as a poem/lyric.

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