Silliness on the High Seas

In my attempt to establish a posting habit without applying any real thought I reacted to a prompt from Merril simply asking about boats. I already had The Devil on my mind and it was not a huge step from there to make her a pirate ship.

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Sails unfurled, enslave the wind


Forgive us Lord, for we have sinned


Below with treasure in her chest


The Devil takes us to her breast

And beckons us across the sea

So set the course and bend a knee


Beyond the world, those golden sands


Loaded muskets in our hands


Ahoy, me boys! Attend the mast


For into hell have we been cast


And though through waves, her bow she breaks


We’ll one day pay for our mistakes


So onward, onward, come what may


The ocean gives. She takes away.

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