(Oh God, this is one of the poems I simultaneous love and hate. Intro to Poetry assignment, write from a different point of view, and the rhyming was meant to capture the “ballad” theme. But I hate the rhyming because it sometimes just feels forced.
Anne Bonney was just fucking amazing, guys.)
Anne’s Ballad for Jack
“I’m sorry, Jack, but if you had fought like a man you would not now be about to die like a dog. Do straighten yourself up!”
~Anne Bonney, Kingston, Jamaica, 1720