Steam

Vague steamship pirate poem.

The sweet whir

that no one can deny

as you just fly by

Waving to the shadows below

Laughing as you grab your fellow

Looking through the smoke

Hoping not to choke

looking down you may see another

But they will most likely not bother

As long as those colors are hung

and with care and dignity they are rung

From the distance you see

something that is hard to believe

Unguarded and unarmed it floats

Trying to catch it with your hopes

Time now to grab your ropes

Attack it with all your strength 

hopefully it wont be at great length

Smash, burn, stab

Lacerate, and grab

For none is too much

for your great bloody touch

Inside and out you make it clean

and then with a couple words you make it careen 

Flying away out of the scruff

Out comes that mighty huff

For victory over no one known

but for the fear and vanquish of the unknown.