I Wanna be a Pirate

I want to be a pirate. I have grown tired of a life endlessly mired in reality and common sense. I want to slice the seas in a Spanish Galleon manned by salty rogues. Perhaps, if I am fortunate, a monkey on my shoulder.
I want to raid passing cruise ships. I want to pull up beside one of those Disney liners, cannons pounding. I want to make the poor bastard in the Mickey suit walk the plank. If they want, I would let the seven dwarves join my crew. Always room for small fellows who know their way around a pickaxe.
Yo-ho-bloody-ho
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