Ode to a Pirate

For "Speak Like A Pirate Day....."

I'll trim me sails
When the wind be gales
And lash the wheel to the rail

I'll down me grog
In a quiet fog
And tack me way in a jog

I'll slide in stealth
And relieve your wealth
If the weather gauge is mine

Then a plank is dropped
And we cross the top
On your liver then, I'll dine....