Tall dark buccaneer
Sails a thund’rous horizon
Beckoning grey ships
Pirate’s fake slumber
Cool friends softly blow
Breezes kiss against the cheeks
Alas the black flag rises
Two pale bones cross late
Lightning cleaves fierce mates
Fast the ship descends
Terror marks the sky
Bountiful the grey ships bleed
Tumult’ous affair
Dark buccaneer changes pace
Calming seas give chase
Fine purple linen
Scarlet-orange primrose
Great buccaneer now slumbers
Quiet horizon
Wispy ghosts of ships
Vanish from all sight
Noble star ascends
Evening guide of ancient days
From black velvet peeks
Blazing fires arise
Stream blue, red, and white
Harvests of bountiful light
With thund’rous fanfare
Crowd’s applause defends
Cascades of pirate delight
Quickened murmurs pray
Merry crickets fiddle strong
Buccaneer’s parade
