The sea breeze pinched at his bulbous nose
as he wrestled to keep each ship against the undertow.
A thunderous blow struck the keel of the ship
"Trouble below!" came the squeal from their lips.
Their leader, a picaroon known as The Peg,
uneasily shifted on his only good leg.
The Holy Celeste was losing buoyancy quick
and with no intervention, they'd be ahoy with the ship!
A guttural noise was emitted as the cannons were shelled
and The Peg voiced his decision "Every man for himself!"
The captain could smell danger coursing the wind
but would stand at the helm as he fought for his ship.
A second tortuous hit followed the first menacing blow
as the nautical nincompoop struck again from below.
The captains men were all showing their swashbuckling best
and The Celeste was still holding up, but this could be the end.
An elongated tentacle emerged from its dwelling at last
plunged from the depths and tied itself to the mast!
The Peg was aghast, he couldn't believe it,
the good leg that he had almost buckled beneath him.
Nothing he's seen in his tenure as captain
could have competed with the strength of The Kraken.
Some men had just scattered and jumped for their lives
as it's tentacles fastened and pulled them aside.
The Peg stood there despite being some distant apart
wanting to look in the eyes of this killer at large.
It's slithering arms squelch while flanking the floor
eager to shrill it the largest seaworthy scalp of them all!
The Peg gasped within awe as the giant released
a blackwater roar with its mouth open wide as the sea.
The prehensile of the creature continued advancing
silently creeping until it's tip touched the captain.
It hissed as it grabbed him by his only good leg
before sinking it's massive teeth through the bone and the flesh.
The moment The Peg tried to wrestle his life from its jaws
he'd thrown back his head screaming "Arrgh!" like no pirate before.
The captain tried to withdraw his one and only sword
but The Kracken's gigantic organs merely tossed it overboard.
With his options growing shorter by the second like his leg
all was lost, or so he thought, until remembering his peg!
Steadily he elevated his small and wooden prop
taking every single measure to ensure he struck the spot.
Before he took his shot and hit it right in the eye
forcing up his prosthesis until it finally died.
The captain might of survived despite it taking his leg
but his title was prised and he was then renamed as 'The Pegs'
ARRRRRGGGGGHHH!