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Please Let Mommy In Honey

Please let mommy in honey.
Pirate kings do not have mommies.
Stevie is silent.
Feeling all powerful.
Stevie, this is Daddy!
Can you open the door, Son?

Captain Steve knows nothing about a door.
He is in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean.
Facing a wall of waves.
His mean are petrified with terror.
Steve is the bravest of the pirate kings.
He slashes his sword in the air four times.
To warn the sea creatures.
No one is taking this ship.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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