My name is Captain Grady.
I’m a pirate, if you please.
Some grown-ups like to say that
I’m a terror on the high seas!
I’ve got a trusty cutlass
and a parrot that can talk!
If you don’t play nice with me,
then, a gang-plank you will walk!
My mom bought me an eye patch.
She thought I looked really cool.
At least, until I wanted
to wear all this stuff to school!
Now don’t go telling Mommy,
but, I had to have a flag!
I found a new white tablecloth
and some markers in her bag.
My daddy’s got a new boat.
There’s some paint out in his shop.
I think I’ll make a pirate ship!
Shhhh! Or they might make me stop!
When my ship has been painted
I will sail it with such ease,
‘cause, my name is Captain Grady,
I’m a terror on the high seas!
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