The worst part about a pirates life is the leaving. But without the leaving there can be no return. It is the returns that are the sweetest. But I must wonder if there is any lass that would miss me as I sail or worry when the weather turned foul. Or should I be glad of no connections as to be free to do as I wish on the ocean blue and in other forigen ports. What of all those beautiful female pirates and wenches are all our words just banter or just the prelude to something exciting and more worthy of lengthy time.
Sorry I difted into shallow waters there. I mean ARRRHH.