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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Now Davey was glad that Miss Lori was cool To not be so mad with a man like a fool The money she spent for the rent that was not Was no longer sent for the tent that he got The fact of the matter that made her get hot Was not what he did but the lie that she bought He gave what he had for the sake of the rent Except for the bad that a brake might prevent “The promise we break is a word of no good A lie that we make for the reason we could A breach that is deep is no key to the sky Nor beach you can leap when the sea is gone dry” “Your word is the bond that you bring to your trust A promise more strong by the way it is just You take what you keep by the increase you find To wake from your sleep in the peace of your mind” A piece of her mind is what Davey received To teach him the wrong in the way he deceived “Your typical pirate is pretty in pink But gentleman pirates are witty and think” The best of a pirate will always avoid The rest of a pirate that makes him annoyed He takes from the bad for the sake of the poor By robbing the pirates who robbed him before He talks like a man to the man who just talks Who learned all he can from the parrot that squawks He seeks what is best for the mateys who won’t And never will jest with the ladies who don’t He writes to his brood on the days that are grey When fish are the food that he spies on the way The source of his strife is the goat that is high But only when barrels of whiskey are dry Now Davey, my darling, I know you mean well I know that your past is the future of hell I know that the sea is the song that you sing That keeps you from me when I long for a ring But now that you beg me to take you right back I need you to stay on the leg of my track The courage you need is the team we can be The purge in your sleep of a dream without me The day that we wed is the course we must face To say that my bed is no source of disgrace The children I bear will be born two by two A girl for me and a boy just for you But don’t worry, dear, for the bed that is right If mother comes here in the dead of the night She knew what to do by the sets that she bore A family that grew by new triplets or more.
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