Angel Feathers

Lone Ole Pirate

I'm a mean dog, a keen dog, a wild dog and lone,
I'm a rough dog, a tough dog, hunting on my own
I'm a bad dog, a mad dog, teasing silly sheep
I love to sit and bay the moon, to keep fat souls from sleep…
         From “Lone Dog,” by Irene Rutherford McLeod

Fearsome and tough, I show off my suit
Growling and scowling and searching for loot.
My hook keeps sworn enemies at bay
While I guard the treasures I've dug up today.

They say it's survival of those most fit:
Well, I've got the will, the strength and the grit.
With wisdom and skill, I sail stormy seas
And clamber to tops of swaying palm trees.

A loner forever, I pay no mind to hate
Assigning those who despise me to their own fate.
Life's taught me none can be trusted for sure
If I give them an inch, they'll only snatch more.

I look out for myself – that's all I can do –
Shipmates are trouble, I tell you it's true.
Mutiny’s impossible when one runs the ship
With nobody disturbing, it's a smooth easy trip.

At day's end I settle in my bunk for a sleep
I'm the only one my soul to keep.
No prayers for others, least of all me,
I'm captain of my bark on life's forsaken sea.

Words: 171. Lines: 20. AABB rhyme.
Written for "Writing 4 Kids" 
Prompt: photo of a bulldog wearing a pirate costume.
Consider it a mashup of the above quoted poem, William Ernest Henley's Invictus, and the Imagine Dragons song Take Me to the Beach.

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