![]() | ![]() Funny Business A Special Edition of The East Village Tom Clark No Tears for Buccaneers On a calm sea everybody is a pilot But this night when the waves bucked like mustangs The young lady returned to her quarters Where the shadows turned out to be pirates No longer wonder at the cruelty of pirates, girl Men may be read, as well as books, too much Even we pirates, fascinating as we are, Have a way of leaving you lonely nights Thus spoke the dashing Mr. Kidd despite the weather As a wind rushed in preemptively from outer space It made Runaround Sue wonder about the universe But the big ship plunged on into the night Next |