Albert, Lupe, Gilbert and Sergio <br />Pirates of the tarried night <br />Slip right through the masters key hole <br />But are captured by the morns daunting light; <br />The bells chime out from the Citadel <br />A warning pre-dawn solar flare <br />Sirens of distant warriors clap with thunder <br />Capturing the Pirates with their bottled wares; <br />At last, Niagra falls 'tis falling <br />Yes, the jig is up our most fallen foe <br />One too many sips of your bootleg lightening <br />Sentenced ye Pirates to days of woe;<br /><br />Theodora (Theo) Onken<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/traffic-8/
