The winds were strong and a tsunami was brewing​ Grappling hook ready for the next in queuing The pillaging pirates approached the shore After searching for treasure on the ocean floor

The treasure was locked away in cold storage 24 words outlasted the captains' porridge The pirates grew hungry and had to flee Ravaging away but never finding the key

As time passed they had to change Their force weakened and grew estrange Lessons were learned from the past Stealing from others was not so fast

The more work the pirates had use The tighter got their own noose With each new law they tried to introduce Another freed citizen was set loose

No more were the days of walking the plank Muskets, blunderbus, and cannon all ran blank Plebs were not a constantly robbed bank The ship heavily damaged and finally sank

The plebs came together to have a drink As they knew freedom was on the brink But after pirates comes a tank So never keep your keys at a bank