Cop Out (Poetry)

Argggggggghh said the pirate to the squall down below

I have had nothing but rations and my bowels on the go.

When I boarded this ship I was promised so much.

That great one legged captain is so out of touch.

Scurvy and rickets are served up so neat.

There’s nothing, sheer nothing for a man just to eat

So I'll finish this ditty with a hum and a harrr.

And jump on my ghost train straight back to Stranraer.