The Pirate's Secret Island

A splash of emerald, sky so blue, A tropical island, just for you! Palm trees sway in a gentle breeze, Whispering secrets through leafy trees.

One-Eyed Jack, a pirate bold, With a map of secrets, centuries old. A cheeky monkey, Miko by name, And Polly Parrot, squawking with fame!

"Island full of secrets," Jack did proclaim, "A hidden cove, that's our aim!" Through jungle thick, they hacked and they swayed, With Miko leading, unafraid.

Polly squawked, "Left! Now right! Be quick!" As Jack tripped over a gnarled old stick. They climbed up cliffs, and slid down slopes, Dodging coconuts and wobbly ropes.

Searching and seeking, all day long, Humming a piratey, jolly song. The sun grew low, the air grew still, Disappointment mounting, giving them a chill.

Then Miko chattered, pointing high above, Not gold, not jewels, but pure, sweet love! A mighty coconut tree, so tall and grand, The island's treasure, right there in their hand!