Monday, July 20, 2009

The Old House III.


a mast is formed by trunk and branch

and sail is wove from leaf and vine

a deck is planked with twig and grass

an earthen hull will do just fine

to sail upon these waves of wheat

a pirate's life is brave and free

as hills become an open sea

a pirate's life for me

a sword of wood is carved for me

and all I see is open sea

yo ho yo ho I'm wild and free

a pirate's life for me

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