Remember these days of Autumn jaunt and ruined... <br />Remember those days of lost timed rythum. <br /> <br />Remember days spent of madness... <br />To go off from home to adventures at sea. <br /> <br />No more days of ruined madness... <br />Man t'would be sent to weakened knees. <br /> <br />Waves of madness t'would toss and turn... <br />Explosioned cannons caused death by burn. <br /> <br />Can an adventerouse man cut a new cleaned swath through out <br />future's past? ... <br />Man t'would learn to cling long and hard to ship's sailed mast. <br /> <br />Drops of water would put great spray to face... <br />Fro' man above did flee by chase. <br /> <br />Man learned and appreciated the pourment of largest tankard's ale... <br />Best served for thee all freshened brew-not be one of state well stale. <br /> <br />Thine ownself hath spent lasted most other night in English Inn... <br />Searched for and found one lone hooker for many a much ravished of sin. <br /> <br />Kill't by pirates consumed of treasure'd hope... <br />This Jolly Roger died lone and uncentered without use of water and soap. <br /> <br />T'will be written upon thy tombstone are words of hate... <br />Forever more be my sins not erased as of recent late. <br /> <br />For this tale i wish to tell... <br />Beware thee witche's midnight spell.<br /><br />Michael Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/know-these-day-s-of-mistold-witch-d-craft-s-redu/
