In these Thanksgiving days we have forgotten the ones that really put America and its surroundings on the map.
Conquistadores were a bunch of scoundrels taken from the prisons, no class there, but the Buccaneers, Privateers, Pirates, the lot put a spice in the Caribbean history, where love was too one of its ingredients.
Enjoy!

La Belle Red & Ole Dog Captain Ed (Part One)

A tree mast of a beauty man-of-war tall ship
they took from their drunken crew one night,
when they found themselves joining forces
out the port of Jamaica and smelling cordite,
the sharp cutthroats worked in utter silence
until there were no uniformed Limey alive.

Ole Sea Dog Captain Ed took the ship helped
by La Belle Red’s crew, she of known appetite,
which suddenly Fortune was giving them a lot
when they saw their new ship formidable might,
counting one hundred and twenty four cannons,
with two rows of fifty six pieces on each side.

Forward it was provided with over the forecastle
with four cannons and then with eight more aft
to make havoc in many a conquering sea battle
if the limeys decide to claim the Temptress back,
they kind of changed that Elizabethan sissy name
for a red head pirate the most appropriated one.

The Union Jack they put it down and up she went
the buccaneers, on black, white skull and bones flag,
telling the prey that it was much better to surrender
that make a hole in the waters and prepare to fight,
because pirates ship don’t take prisoners or hostages,
they dispose of everybody with the sharpest knives.

From Jamaicans best sugar canes they got the rum,
like velvet on the throat, like the witches hours, dark,
lovers should not stop their sensual fun and games,
like that French privateer will say, “on the contraire”
pour all over the naked body of beautiful La Belle Red
so Ole Dog Captain Ed’s tongue could lick her dry.