also stocked with

every luxury (food) imaginable

and vintage wines

stolen from bankers

who cried buckets

for bail out

but no parachutes

so the bankers

hit the ground

running so pirates

could ravage their

wenches and mother-in-laws

who are ugly

when the lights

hit their wrinkled

up little asses 

but any port

in a storm

is good enough

Heya guys

to ravage them

drunk and blindfolded

they walk the

plank to blissful

sea-bound cement shoes

and click heels