Aye, Aye maties, I harbor me ship upon the east coast, NC. Oh I wish I still had me ship. Sold her the other year, but me still dreams of clanking halyards and rolling to sleep of a night. I still feels the wind in her sails and the water in me face. Miracle be her name, but now she has a new owner. Maybe one day I'll board another and take her for me own. The Pyrate way, eh? Presently I just set in me armchair and dream maybe strum the ole six string to "Sailing Away", but nothing beats the breeze coming across the starboard rail and the lean of her under me feet.
