Captain Red Beard's Secret

I am the pirate Red Beard,

I sail upon the sea,

Shooting, looting, never saluting,

The irreverant pirate I be.

I have one little problem,

Pirates love their beer,

It tastes like rancid pee to me,

And makes my stomach queer.

So I bring my very own barrel,

Of my Momma's lemonade,

It tastes so good and sweet,

There's nothing like homemade.

I mark my barrel EXTRA STRONG.

THIS BEER WILL EXPLODE YOUR HEAD.

ONLY RED BEARD THE INFAMOUS,

DRINKS THE BEER OF THE DEAD.

So now the grunting pirate rabble,

Think me the most able,

'Cause when it comes to roudy nights,

I drink them under the table.

by Angela

editor Hazel

Contributions by Felix