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Pirate

Avast me hearties, the pirate cried We’ll take this ship, the Spaniards pride Give no mercy, give no quarter Not to the captain or his daughter Board the ship and at our leisure Kill the crew and find the treasure Then to Tortuga set our course With no regrets and no remorse Once in port we’ll give ’em hell And one day soon they’re bound to tell Of the sailors who were brave and bold Took the ship and the Spanish gold So belay there lads lets get things started This aint no trade for those faint hearted Load your pistols grab your cutlass We’ll show the Spaniards we aint gutless Splice the main brace, mind that beam Oh ! Bugger me its just a dream © John W Fenn 22-12-2008

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/14/2009 10:28:00 AM
a bit more arrrrrrghhhhhhhh in this and it could work for the dialect contest! Light & Love
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Date: 9/10/2009 4:21:00 PM
Loved the humor. Sounds like there are some tough people in your dreams. Keep writing. Sara
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