Revised Blackbeard I-poem
I am fierce and malicious
I wonder why people fall for my tricks
I hear chaos
I see concern in my enemies’ eyes
I want pieces of eight and supplies
I am fierce and malicious
I pretend to have no feelings
I feel people’s dread as we approach
I touch my cutlass and pistols
I worry about running into my own death
I cry at nothing
I am fierce and malicious
I understand my life is on the line
I say they will never get me
I dream about a brighter day as a pirate
I try to collect as many goods as possible
I hope to receive my pardon
I am fierce and malicious
Blackbeard I-poem
I am fierce and mean
I wonder why people fall for my tricks
I hear chaos
I see fear
I want treasure
I am fierce and mean
