.:Piracy:.

 
Meeting…an instantaneous meeting of chance  
Here again comes Mr. Jack Fancy Pants  
I throw 'em a glance. Oh my,  
Is there to be no relief?  
Good grief it’s you, The Thief!  
 
Strange. Hand gesturing a symmetrical wave
Again I’m seeing you; gotta be brave  
Just when I thought that I was free  
You again calling me out to see  
Over the borderline sickening
But this time I’m not weakening  
 
You with your “ahoy mate…come get with the Pirate.”  
 
The sex, why didn’t you hire it?  
Long John “Come Hither”  
No, this time I won’t wither  
You’re belief that… You’re so fine  
Waving me over(bored) to see you one more time
No, Jack, you’re just a thief  
And I know you’re still shoring up bait
With you, it’s never too late. Just a con  
 
Working game with so much precision  
It’d be only in your favor for us to chitchat  
But no Jack; I can’t get with that  
I know you’re slithering over wishing we could
Yet, we already know that you up to no good  
You and your kind of boys  
Your all like clouds with so much fluff  
Me? I’m unable to float, to drift into your stuff
Your bullshit, the fecal don’t matter  
 
It’s indisputable..  
You & your latest attempt at smooth sailing  
No…I think I need to be bailing  
So go ahead Jack. You know I could go at length how you deserve a smack  
But not today; so heavy; you & your gravity  
Your unwanted weight all up on me  
A continuing saga of bad lust
Seems a story that’s now so reversible  
Perhaps it’s those feelings of being towed under
 
Jack you’re just a smash & grab faker  
The kind specializing in hearts
Stole mine and most of my smarts  
I was so vulnerable  
The initial flash; damn, it was so shocking
The lightning bolts; all of ‘em had me biting  
Had me going off, igniting  
All true, now I’m ready to ex-sight you
The sickening circumstance that came into play
But see Jack; not today…Sorry  
I just can’t cum your way!
 
 
 
 
 
 
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photo: Erika Ignat