Edwin P. Cutler 7 December 1999
Young Robert was not a pirate
at least he never meant to be
But strange things began to happen
when he took his boat to sea
The day before he left the dock
he tripped and fell and got a scratch
His mother wrapped a band around his head
The doctor placed a black eye patch
A passing car splashed oil, to paint
a skull and crossbones on his chest
So when he stepped onto his boat
Young Robber was strangely dressed.
Far at sea he met a boat
The Captain asked where he was bound
I've set my sights on far Cathay
where gold and riches can be found
He was naturally surprised when
the fellow raised his sails and fled
He had no idea that a pirate ship
could cause such fear-filled dread
Anchored off a desert island
He saw a white flag flying
And when he went ashore
He found a damsel crying
My little boat sprung a leak
And I was forced to swim ashore
You are my pirate hero
And I shall love you evermore