Pirate Queen Costume

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This Pirate Queen is ready to take command of any ship so don't get in her way.

Costume includes jacket trimmed in black/ gold braid, halter top, skirt with attached satin sash with drape and matching headpiece.

Pirate Queen
$ 149.99

Be Noticed by Being Stunning

This Pirate Queen costume will have you looking great and ready to command any pirate crew. Be sassy, be cool, you're the Queen Pirate, but you're never cruel. Did you say Pirate? No, It's the Pirate Queen.

The Sad Rhyme Of The Jolly Pirate

August 23, 1903 by Anita Fitch

There was a jolly pirate who, on the open seas.
Would borrow every neighbor's goodie without an "If you please."
He stalked his deck the whole night long, and slept all through the day,
And got his grub and rum from ports without a thought of pay.

Until one day he went too far and, on a borrowed ship.
Bedazzled by a charmer's wiles, his luck gave him the slip.
She was the treasure captain's bride, a vision in faint blues,
With piling piles of yellow hair and, oh, the sweetest shoes!

Which ever quaintly she turned in (for hers were pigeon toes);
A lovely blossom seemed her mouth, and heaven seemed her nose.
Her lord stood by, a goodly man whose mind was sore perplexed,
For well he knew in such a case the fatal plank came next.

In truth, in just the shortest time his crew had ceased to be.
All having walked the mournful board and dropped into the sea.
The etiquette of piracy demanding their turn soon.
The wedded lovers sighed to think 'twould stop their honeymoon.

But as the fair bride stepped before, in almost fainting state,
She further V-d her pretty toes and so vetoed her fate.
The pirate loudly smacked his knee, and cried, "Death blast my eyes
If ever on the Spanish main I took so sweet a prize! "

He roughly swore, "Your lives are saved" ('twas much to their amaze),
And swept the petticoated craft with bold admiring gaze.
He led the husband down below and said, "Just for a spree,
Suppose we two exchange estate with change of toggery?

"You'll wear top boots, I buckle shoes. My dear sir, to be brief,
'This I shall be the lady's lord, and you the pirate."
The two then swapped habiliments, and soon the change was sich
The fondest mother in the world would scarce know which was which.

The lady, who had followed them with purpose to beguile.
Now softened to her new-made lord and flung him many a smile.
She flashed the ring he gave at him, and spread a banquet fine,
And stuffed the pirate full of food and poured him full of wine.

In fact, she coddled him so much the poor soul lost his head,
And quite forgot the bloody trade whereby he earned his bread.
He babbled sillily of brooks, of birds, and buds, and flowers.
And with the thirteenth bowl of punch he sang of summer showers.

And very soon, done up quite brown, in reaching for a kiss,
The fool beneath the table rolled and quite forgot his bliss.
Meanwhile, another buccaneer was stalking up above.
With hateful thoughts of piracy and hateful thoughts of love.

We know him for the true bridegroom, but oh, to hear him curse
You'd say he all his life had been a buccaneer, or worse.
He swore this way, he swore that way, and flung belaying pins,
Which broke astonished pirate pates and cracked astonished shins.

He flung the crew's rum overboard and ordered all below—
(And you may well believe they went, nor was their going slow).
And when the last had disappeared he quickly slammed the hatch,
And with much hate, and soft "ha, has I" was fumbling for the latch,

When, lo! his lady at his side made him much better feel
By gazing in his jealous eyes with eyes as true as steel.
She told a fearful tale of death; the picaroon in sleep
She'd bound with rope and weighed with lead and dumped Into the deep.

The drink below she'd doctored, too, and now the horrid screams
Which issued from the open ports like sounds from horrid dreams.
Were stilled, as if some dreadful gag had stopped each throat so dread;
And by the favorable sign they knew the rest were dead.

So, everybody gone, they sailed into the Northern zones,
And towed the pirate ship behind with flag of skull and bones.
And when they came into their port, to show their own good will.
The townsfolk took the pizened crew and made them deader still.

Full seventy grisly necks were stretched before another day;
And they who'd checked their black career lived happily always.

M0RAL

If fate has willed your dress shall be a pistol, sash and dirk.
The obligations of the same 'tis dangerous to shirk.
In fact the moral of this tale is plainly stated here;
The buccaneer who stops for love is a DEAD buccaneer.