Stormy was a child of the Sea,
She was wild, spirited and so fancy free.
Her long, dark hair was a toy for the wind,
Her body was sensuously animated, pure joy for men.
Her laugh was childlike, airy and full of mirth,
She was a barefoot Bohemian, fertile, a product of Mother Earth.
Her ample breasts could suckle a small nation,
By just passing by, she caused a sensation.
When she was happy, her aqua eyes were blue as can be,
When she was angery, they were gray like a stormy sea.
Many men came to play,
Stormy would taunt and tease them and push them away!
Then HE sailed into port, a Pirate so fair,
His eyes were blue and dreamy and he had raven black hair.
He was bold, brash and rather crude,
He was his own man and arrogant was his attitude.
He spied Stormy one day, amid a sea of men,
Little did Stormy know that she would soon meet a tragic end.
He boldly walked up to her and grabbed her wrist,
He pulled her to him for a passionate kiss.
Upon her release, she slapped his smug face,
Then wiped off his kiss, to his disgrace!
Her eyes were gray like an angery sea,
She hissed," Keep your filthy hands off of me!"
He laughed in her face and placed his hand on her breast,
Leering, he gave it a sensuous caress.
From out of her belt she pulled a knife,
She slashed his face, without thinking twice!
This made him enraged and he cursed with pain,
She snarled at him, spat in his face, he went insane!
He grabbed the knife and plunged it in deep,
Into her heart, soon the red blood began to seep.
In a moment of panic, he cast her lifeless body into the sea,
He escaped to his ship and tried to flee.
The Sea grew angery, at the death of her child,
She raised her fists in rage and the weather turned vile.
His ship was pounded into sea foam,
Davy Jone's Locker is now his home.
Stormy's restless spirit now roams the dock at night,
You can hear her sorrowful wail, lamenting her tragic plight!

MUSIC:MEDITERRANEAN SUN DANCE