Silence struck the deck,

When you freeze,

You hear the waves hitting,

Souls whispering quietly,

Whilst tiptoes are heard from far away.

The sails roe up from below,

Telling other pirates that we are close,

A massive skull unfolds from creases,

Whilst the rope is being pulled,

The captain strokes his long, brown beard ,

As he trampled over the plank,

A deep, blue sea underneath,

Waiting for people to fall in.

The oars gushing through the water,

Rowing back and forth,

Leading the ship through the sea,

Off to safety.