As I was out upon the lawn
I turned around and heard a yawn.
Now there was someone standing there
I tried to run but didn't dare.
His eyes were something of a brown.
His biceps muscular and round.
I looked for feet but all I saw
were stumps of wood cut with the saw.
Of late he'd been a pirate bold.
I wondered if he'd any gold.
He said he'd show me where it lay
If I would visit him someday.
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