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CHANTS PIRATES

The Tarry Buccaneer

I’m going to be a pirate with a bright brass pivot-gun,
On an Island the Spanish main beyond the setting sun,
And a silver flagon full of red wine to drink when work is done
Like a fine old salt-sea scavenger,
Like a Tarry Buccaneer

With a spy-glass tucked beneath my arm and a cocked hatcocke

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And a low rakish schooner a-cutting of the waves in two

And a flag of skull and cross-bones the wickedest that ever flew
Like a fine old salt-sea scavenger
Like a Tarry Buccaneer.

John Masefield