Come round me once more pirate lads,
as well me pirate lasses.
And hear me tell another tale
While the cold of night it passes.
Me bro in law I've now convinced
to join me on the seas.
And what an epic night we had!
Though it was not a breeze.
A crew of Jordans we two sail
the same moniker apportioned.
A running joke our family tells
blown far out of proportion.
At ancient spire we started off,
the sun it shone so bright.
But a couple chests and mermaids in
itched for a proper fight.
For Skelly ships we scanned the seas,
but scant they were around.
But much to our great joy did see
that galleon shaped cloud.
We sailed northwest as fleet we could
straight through a mighty squall.
But barely from the course we strayed,
by Skelly loot enthralled.
Once on the other side we saw
how far we'd yet to go.
"Is there a chance we'll be too late?"
We hoped and willed not so.
Thru shores of plenty quickly sailed
past isle after isle.
The wind it was against us now,
this still could take a while.
When to the ship-shaped cloud arrived
the music it did cue.
We knew the fight was on forthwith,
bring on that Skelly crew!
Two sloops burst forth from choppy waves
and solid fight did give.
But twixt we twain we handled all,
our little ship did live.
Once they were done two more arrived,
to give us both what for.
For such small ships they absorbed our hits,
soon we would need to board.
For we were low on cannonballs
we thought we'd come prepared.
For food and planks we still were set
(despite many repairs.)
Soon they submerged and loot bobbed up
though there was little time.
Out to the shining swag I swam
this loot was mine, all mine!
A skull or two I'd so far caught
when the Captain's music started.
Now here would be our biggest test,
back to our sloop I darted.
Now low on shot we made hits count
on one but less the other.
The Captain's ship we'd hardly touched
but I had faith in my brother!
Soon we'd be completely out
in panic mode I ran.
Straight to their deck the ladder climbed,
when into us they rammed.
Now here mistakes I'd made twofold,
my cannonballs were full.
And now as well were down a man
to fix the many holes.
Quite soon after my ill-timed jump,
I found myself quite dead.
And he was found quite by himself,
where had my choice now led?
Once from the damned ferry's decks
I managed to return.
Just in the to watch us sink,
my soul with rage did burn.
Our wee rowboat we climbed aboard,
at least we'd grab our stuff.
My intrepid soul sunk with our ship,
that fight had been quite rough.
When suddenly we heard and saw,
a Skelly galleon sink!
Apparently we'd done enough
before we met the drink.
Now only one of them remained,
a new plan we did frame.
If "Rowboat Jordan" I be called,
best live up to my name!
Now explanation's called for here,
this name me mates bestowed.
For e'er the first in line I am
When there's boats that need be rowed.
Four powder kegs had bobbed back up
from our wreckage down beneath.
So when the Captain's ship came round,
the boom box I'd bequeath.
Four times I'd have to this dance,
and four times not to die.
Or elsewhere with the ship I'd spawn
and just break down and cry.
But by some miracle survive I did
each pass and then each boom.
Leapt from explosions like action stars,
one more and they were doomed!
So one last time we rowed about
this great rock in the waves.
Waiting for their final pass
and blow them to watery graves.
One final BOOM and yet they sailed,
could still have more gall?
Soon waves about their deck did lap,
we'd done it after all!
Out to the rising swag we rowed,
the waves our Rowboat tossed.
The several captains skulls and chests
made up for what we'd lost.
Now began the journey long,
to cash in our hard earned prize.
And in our tiny rowing boat,
more safe from greedy eyes.
A full day to row it nearly took,
by dark we hit the sand
of sanctuary Outposts shores.
Never happier to see land.
So now when ye are sinking fast,
don't pout that ye are done.
Just think of Rowboat Jordan's tale,
by small means was greatness won!
