poetry corner 020 – Me Hearties.

Ruffled feathers,
Avast, so slightly.
Who’s a pretty girl, then?
Is it me, I think it might be.
Is it subtle; labelled to boot,
I‘m a message in a bottle.
I might be a map;
Assuaging your guilt
With the prospect of loot.
Mayhaps it’s viral marketing;
Argh! The follies of youth.
Could be it reeks of piratey things
If you needed proof.
May approaches,
Distress follows.
These dark waters
Everything, it swallows & hollows.
A pirate hook: If you needed a hand…
You proberly shudda stayed on land.


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