The pub music came on And a cheer from the bar rung As the waiters took the hands of drunken men. Yes they danced on table tops Even when the music stopped Lively songs were sang by a slurring group of ten. Some were as indecent as can be And other were charmingly sweet But regardless people danced with hand to hand. The men spun the pretty gals And swayed hips with long lost pals In the end there were dozens of shuffling feet. The movements were filled with glee Flutes and Lutes played melody’s As the singer sang the ballads of a lover Swooning in the hands of lust Dancing till their iron shoes rust The pirates pub was one sight to discover! Dancing, dancing, dancing, folks Words conveyed but no one spoke Magic rested in the very atmosphere. In the simple pirates pub Rested one large dancing hub There’s no place more electric at night than here!