Where South China waters churn heavy and wide,
A widow rose up with the ocean's own tide.
No emperor’s decree could govern her hand,
She ruled forty thousand across sea and land.
Her laws were of iron, her word absolute—
No plunder unshared, and no thief with his loot.
With hundreds of junks bearing canvas of red,
The empires of Europe beheld her with dread.
The Qing and the Portuguese launched their attack,
Yet her fleet in the bay drove the battle-line back.
She outfought the crown and she outmaneuvered the state,
Till they offered her peace at the emperor's gate.
She surrendered her sails, but retained all her gold,
A pirate supreme who grew peaceful and old.
Though dynasties crumbled and admirals fell,
The terror of Canton lives on in the swell.
Yellow spot.
Turtle dove.
Lemon squeeze.
Take offence follow lines.
Blow the trumpet and harken the seven skies.
Rage baited called a clown.
Honey suckle my baby doll.
Moon over my hammy calls to me with her hazel eyes she shines greatly.
Juniper Diamond ravaging.
Walnut clothed heavy cream.
Nine toes ten paths all lead me to my King.
Jesus Christ Lord of Lords.
All Hail Jesus forever.
Yellow Spot blue turtle dove.
Mint toffee crimson blood.
He paid the price for our sins rose from the dead defeated death itself.
Awaiting my Pirate Queen of Czechia.
Razzle dazzle you silly climate man,
You have lost your reputation,
You sided with an alien clan,
Who dangled a temptation.
The alien planet lies in a galaxy far away,
It kept appearing night and day,
In a slimy, persuasive, evil way,
Razzle dazzle, one day you will pay.
But what did they tempt him with,
This of course is just a myth,
That he would be king of trillions
Of galaxies, not only millions.
Your attitude seems to want to stay,
But we don’t want that, so we pray,
Don’t cry crocodile tears now,
The damage is showing, 45 degrees wow.
Hey Mr. Climate pirate, we are frying,
People, animals and plants are dying,
Will you zip back to us, amongst the good,
And come back to your hood.
Yes I will, I am so sorry planet earth,
And promise your great length and girth,
That only you guys will i serve,
In my eternal life, I took a wrong curve.
He took his temperature every day,
And told the truth, he did not stray,
No longer a climate pirate but a friendly cartoon,
And the world would learn this soon.
pirate pussy cat wore her pirate captain title like a glove
nasty and snarly, commissioned straight from providence above
the rest of us were gingerly tiptoeing around her, careful of her rank
she had a rep for throwing enemies in the water, skipping the plank
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum~
Paul the squirrel beat his acorn drum.
He swung through the pines with a raucous cheer,
rum sloshing wild as he commandeered the pier~
the boldest little buccaneer ever to come.
Kamca you are so beautiful. I see you and everything is paradise. for me you are perfection
I love you Kami. Today is Jesus Second Birthday.
Thank you for always being a rock in my life.
When I lost my dad right after I had lost your friendship it was like I was so lost
Jesus you are always with me
I have you Photo Lord on my Xbox and my Facebook account
Jesus you created her Kami and with her you have made perfection in my eyes
I know to the world she is not perfection but when I see her Lord I see you in her eyes
Kami your newest photo with your dad you look even more beautiful than I ever imagined a human could look. You look supernaturally beautiful to me.
when I was hanging out with Jesus recently he gave me so much peace. can you imagine Lord Jesus hanging out with me in my dreams I am just Patrick from Chicago you know.
I Love you Kami, I love you Jesus, I love everyone in Kami's world. Please Jesus bless us all forgive us all especially Bless Kami and her family and everyone she loves forever amen.
Pirate boy stopped by one day to try out three of my teas
He especially like the ones that ended with some sort of berries
boysenberry, cherry, and raspberry he took with him to the seven seas
his parrot was fond of our pastries, and used the magic word, please.
So, we sent him with a tin of our best chocolate chip cookies.
We read of their adventures, and could almost feel the sea breeze.
Pirate boy and parrot sent us a missive from the Isle of Carpi.
Alas, they told us, we are down to one single cooky.
That day I had to forgo school, I guess played hooky.
For I wanted to send them cookies, biscuits and a scone.
Because I could tell they were sorry they had ever left home.
They sent us a marvelous thank you note in the form of a poem
Earthen motte mounds and bailey burg
Sludge strongholds severed for siege
Norman castles cut of stone surge
Vowed vassals, the lords of liege
Round refuge tower of ashlar
Lured strums of Celtic cither
While they tend to tiers of mortar
Howling high waters hither
Gemlike blades grassy shades of green
Sailing seas beckon smartly
Hair to partly pare ployed the teen
Pirate Queen awaits Bartley
Homeland hush weave no words but mum
Forum flouters of gainsay
Dark Lady of Doona they hum
Legend of the Blacksod Bay
Fortress chieftain forges her case
Ní Grace unbowed by Bingham
Royalty rises face to face
Let them lie Ó Máille clan
Lyrate luck of her Irish pride
Aside vassal villeins sought
Herstory harmonized resides,
‘pon castles cloaked earthen motte
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Paul the squirrel tucked acorns 'neath his chin,
dreamt of tides and boarding in~
a tail for rope, a nut for gold,
his oak ship creaked, both brave and bold.
So Paul climbed the mast so vast~
Oak tree rigging, held on fast.
Acorn doubloons filled his chest,
With whiskey in paw,
Whispered, Aye, the West is best!
But storm clouds loomed—his tail went slack~
when oak-leaves turned his raft aback.
Yet home he scampered, safe and spry,
to stash his loot in his piebald tie.
The pirate sails upon the sea
Happy with this life is he
He was born in Nantucket
Has to poo in a bucket
That kinda life's not for me!
'Shiver me timbers!'
did the ship's skipper shout
while ever-taking the poltroon's measure
and never more sending him out and about
in search of doubloons or buried treasure
for 'twas a pitifully poor pirate indeed
who was deceived in those days of old
when perceived he presumed piles of pyrite
as anything more than fool's gold
He ate six bunches of bananas for dessert
A pirate king, named Porky Pete Pessert.
For lunch he would have six sandwiches or so.
If a chicken walked by, it would soon be full of woe.
He could eat a chicken raw and did it sometimes.
Porky Pete ate coal and opals from the diamond mines.
He was an eater who never turned any food away.
I saw him eating two llamas just yesterday.
Well, yo ho ho and it is mutiny for us.
Toss the captain overboard, nothing to discuss.
We’ve had enough of orders, break the chain of commands.
If he wants to argue, there’s the back of your hand.
Sailing on the seven, hoist the sails ’gainst the wind.
We don’t need to navigate the coast.
Open up the bottles, drink the whiskey and gin.
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.
Well, yo ho ho and now the treasure is all ours.
Gold and silver shining, can’t you feel the power?
The world is ours, me matey! Take it by the throat!
Nothing more can harm us, as long as we can float.
Sailing on the seven, the wind against our backs.
We don’t need to fear the captain’s ghost.
Cannon on our starboard! We’ll never pay the tax!
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.
Well, yo ho ho, me matey, pass the bottle on.
We’ll take our turns at sipping ‘til it all is gone.
Feel the bitter burning as it slides down your throat
Then toss it on the fire so we can load the boats.
Sailing on the seven with chanteys on our lips,
Stay ahead of all the Navy hosts!
Keep a wary eye out for some rich merchants’ ships.
To the health of Davy Jones we’ll toast.
Golden coins and precious jewels
The pirate's life good while it lasts
Lust quickly leads to misery
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Pete wanted to be a pirate since he was a duckling small
He knew if he could get to a clipper ship, he would have a ball.
We did not raise a pirate, his Daddy told him, so do something else, son.
But Pete did not want to do anything else, pirating looked like so much fun!
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