The Pirate

Mast to fore, with hidden lore
This map of hate, holds thy fate
To unbidden lied, for souls who died
More fearsome fray, in a hundreth day
I seek thy horde, once spanish lord
We cast ashore, to depths abhore
Thy traps evade, and ghostly shade
Found thy chest, death souls unrest
Jeweled golden pearl, rubied diamond whirl
Lest back to ship, with horde we dip
Once more away, greed to sway
The serpents frown, all hands down
Storm of hell, crush to fell
Ocean of distress, Oh harsh mistress
To watery grave, gleaming treasure layed
And destiny did drown, for greed unbound