He was hard and cold, an unfeeling bloke
He never figured on the Lady Rose
Who touched his blackened heart,
And made him think of better days
Before he’d made this start
Now he’d signed a pirates pact,
And his honor bade him go,
A soldier of fortune was his lot
True love he could not know.
The Lady Rose thought him kind
And loved him with her heart,
And head, and life, and soul it’s said
But denounced his pirate’s art.
So, he sailed the seas, but ne'er forgot,
Her standing there in sweet repose,
He bade her wait 'til he returned,
Twas none so fair as Morgan's Rose
Thank you for indulging my fancy on my special day!!!
God Bless Us Everyone, Theresa
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