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A Mutiny on the Bounty

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A Mutiny on the Bounty

It was a sight that I could not forsee
Ambushed by my own men at morning hour
Hands tight with cord and naked from the waist
A mean air on the Bounty blew unkind
It was the troubled wind of mutiny
My men, whose morals all have been erased
Once officers, now Pirates inward-out
Reached for the Bounty as a gang of thieves
Abused and overturned by thine own dogs
If only that thy men were proud Marines

His Majesties Ship was all but a voyage
To Tahiti where the breadfruit lay
Our mission was to gather in abundance
Thy fruit as diet for the English slaves
Yet as for fruit, my men did taste the women
How beautiful the native women were
In all compare, the beauty of a Goddess
From skin to tone one also could compare
Her beauty to her Island, a paradise
'Twas something in the air of that fine land
That made savages of my poor pale men

With every fruit aboard the ship to sea
But of themselves, themselves rather not leave
Yet off we sailed, and carelesness carressed
Uncomfort in the head and shoulders of men

Which are ye stubborn fools, cowards or clowns?
Yes from my tongue my words did lash a whip
Upon scoundrels of little self-esteem
Art thy mind but a pyramid of mold?
Again, to officers I raised the question
Are ye capable of morality?
What ounce of Navy blood dost ye concur?
Must curiosity outweigh thy wit?
Where art thou mothers breast, you babe of fools?
Ye brains, the size of grapes and tasteless wine
It seems to me thou intellect is ill

Not once did I not discipline untruth
To say my words of truth, an sharp-edged sword
Did strike my men again, again, and again
Without truth we are fools and prisoners
Compared to other Captains, I was mild
For these men did not realize in themselves
Their duties, yet beguiled by their desires

'Twas like a clockwork orange of secrecy
A little rum and brand of mutiny
That caused this plan of treason to incur
And in my cabin did my rascals storm
Seizing that I may not utter a sound
Forcing me on to deck, my mutineers
This officer Pirate scorn, Fletcher Christian
Whose own words..."I'm in hell, I am in hell"
Now forcing me onto the Bounties launch
A twenty-three foot boat, in seconds 'twas
Overloaded with eighteen loyal men
Against the waves that wanted us to drown
And many storms whose plans were our demise
Against all odds, an underprovisioned boat
Beyond the verge of probability
Unsound skiff through such dangerous a sea
A subsequent quest three thousand miles and more
Did I return unto the English shores
To thine Judges, is court martial the question?
Do pardon me for thine loss of the Bounty

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  1. Date: 8/29/2011 10:52:00 AM
    Magnificent Johnny and one of my favorite Brando movies ... u brought the emotion from book to movie to poetry page luv.. intense and dramatic flare ..

  1. Date: 8/17/2011 9:43:00 PM
    What a story Johnny! You wove magic into this great tale. I've read the book several times and it is new every time. You did justice to this classic and I love the pictures for the mind to enjoy. PS, your visits are always so dear and comment encouraging, thanks!

  1. Date: 8/16/2011 2:38:00 PM
    Wow, Johnny, you are an amazing storyteller. I saw the movie long ago and really didn't remember it, but you recounted the trials of this captain so well. How wonderful they made it back to England "against all odds" and with no provisions. I wonder if the Brits ever recovered the Bounty from the disloyal seamen who absconded with her. Spellbinding to say the least! Love, carolyn

  1. Date: 8/14/2011 12:30:00 PM
    a great story. you really hooked me with your opening verse :)