YES PERFECT EXCUSE TO MAKE AWESOME POEMS.
One day, a young pirate was takin' a stroll
Not realizing he'd be paying a toll,
Then out of nowhere..
a group of skelies ambushed, slashed, and teared.
The young pirate tried to escape
but he was too late.
The skelies had blocked the doors
having nowhere to run, he was scared to the core.
As he pulled out his sword and pistol,
Jolly Roger appeared, and stole his soul.
Let that be a lesson to you buccaneers
Never walk alone, where skeletons might be near.
Always bring a friend, a mate,
and never turn your back, for Pete's sake!
Unless you are Jack Sparrow, or Black Beard,
Then you will always have something to fear.
There you go.
