Pirate of The Arabian

Jill Sparrow is my name

Playing Pirate is my favorite game

I go on journeys long and far

And rob all people of their aims

I met Jack Sparrow on my way

He wanted to mug sailors, he’d say

But when he met me, he lost his heart

He sat and taught me his skill all day

I wanted to snip all sailors’ bags

And see if any chocolates they’d had

And I could give all my friends some more

About my mighty gain then, I would brag

His ship he gave me on the Arabian Sea

I could be the princess, I wanted to be

A Pirate Princess would rein the blue

And with all the chocolates I would flee

But mom took off my pirate glare

And made me sober, like I would care

I loved that look, I had some style

I loved to walk with that wicked flair

But I am meant to be moderate and sweet

Aunt Mini says, I am due for a treat

So I can’t have evil ways and quirks

I’d rather not be on a Pirate streak

So, Jill Sparrow shall rest for a while

I can’t put on both, cuteness and rile

Till then I’ll live a fairy tale

Mumma, “Get me a dress, Cinderella style”