Piratic Poetry

[black bart]

Poor old Swato! He writes some pretty good sonnets, you know, though mostly about Cthulhu.

[Roland Deschain]

Poor old Swato! He writes some pretty good sonnets, you know, though mostly about Cthulhu.

He is secretly an adherent of the one [possibly] true faith? RAmen to his sonnets, I shall have to look them up!

[DavidH]

It would be misleading to call him one of our faith.

[black bart]

Water, Water every where
And all the boards did creak
Water, Water everywhere
Me washing Machine has leaked

[Roy Hunter]

The boy stood on the burning deck,
Whence all but he had fled,
"That means more Fish 'Ed' Stoo for yoo!",
Ol' Cap'n Black Bart said.

The flames rolled on, the barbecue,
Had set fire to the decking,
"Call 999 to my aid! Call the Fire Brigade!",
Called the boy "Get a fecking..."

"Move on! I can't escape!",
He was in mortal peril,
"Is this all there be for a life at sea,
For a cabin buoy named Errol?"

When all of a sudden, his feet came free,
and he escaped in a boat towards land,
And the moral, by heck, is when nailing feet to the deck,
Don't use nails of Bart Industries brand.

[DavidH]

^ & ^^

[pieces o'nine]

...
"Is this all there be for a life at sea,
For a cabin buoy named Errol?"
...

Now awl thee knowne worlde knows why Errol joined me crewe aboard thee Mad Moggies Revenge.


Ov coarse, 'is newe cap'n still nailed 'im from tyme t'tyme, but that be anuvver story...

[black bart]

A dashing lad was Errol
He used to be my chum
But we had to nail him to thee deck
To keep him off thee rum

[DavidH]

8/10 There are more entertaining rhymes for the last line.

[black bart]

8/10 There are more entertaining rhymes for the last line.

There are...but there may be children watching.

[pieces o'nine]

Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Pillidj all noight on a drink ov rum
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Stack up thee fish heads till thee morrrghnin come
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Yarrrgh, Cap'n Bart Man, tally hup thee fish heads
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Yarrrgh, Cap'n Bart Man, tally hup thee fish heads
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Pillidj six fish, seven fish, eight fish stoo
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
six fish, seven fish, eight fish stoo
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Arrrgh, oi sais ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Arrgh, oi sais arrrgh, i sais arrrgh, i sais arrrgh
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Beyootiful stoo ov weevil-ripened fish heads
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Disguises thee flavor ov the deadly maggots
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Pillidj six fish, seven fish, eight fish stoo
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
six fish, seven fish, eight fish stoo
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Yarrrgh, Cap'n Bart Man, tally hup thee fish heads
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Yarrrgh, Cap'n Bart Man, tally hup thee fish heads
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome
Arrrgh-o, ar-ar-arrrgh-o
Dayloight come an oi wanter go 'ome

[DavidH]

^

[Roland Deschain]

Oi love that Pieces. That were a loverly piece o' poetree.

EDIT: In thee stoile o' Pieces, oi 'ave this little shanty fer yee...

Where can ye foind pleasure
Search thee world fer treasure
Learn science technologee
Where can ye begin ter make yer dreams all come true
On thee land or on thee sea
Where can ye learn ter floiy
Eat Fish 'Ead Stoo an' skin dive
Study oceanographee
Sign up fer thee big band
Or sit in thee grandstand
When yer team and others meet

In thee navee
Yes, ye can sail thee seven seas
In thee navee
Yes, ye can put yer mind at ease
In thee navee
Come on now, poirates, make a stand
In thee navee, in thee navee
Can't you see we need an 'ook
In thee navee
Come on, protect thee pastaland
In thee navee
Come on and join your fellow poirate
In thee navee
Come on poirates, and make a stand
In thee nave, in thee nave, in thee navee (in thee naveeeee)

They want ye, they want ye
They want ye as a cabin boi

If ye like adventure
Don't ye wait to enter
The poirate ship fast
Don't ye hesitate
There be no need ter wait
They're signin' up new poirates fast
Maybe ye be too young
Ter join up today
Bout don't you worry 'bout a thing
Fer oi'm sure there will be
Always a good navy
Pillagin' thee land an' sea

In thee navee
Yes, ye can sail thee seven seas
In thee navee
Yes, ye can put yer mind at ease
In thee navee
Come on now, poirates, make a stand
In thee navee, in thee navee
Can't you see we need an 'ook
In thee navee
Come on, protect thee pastaland
In thee navee
Come on and join your fellow poirate
In thee navee
Come on poirates, and make a stand
In thee nave, in thee nave, in thee navee (in thee naveeeee)

They want ye, they want ye
They want ye as a cabin boi

Who me?

They want ye, they want ye
They want ye as a cabin boi

But, but but I'm afraid o' water.
Hey, hey look
Man, oi get seasick even watchin' it on Poirate TV!

They want ye, they want ye in the navee

Oh me goodness.
What am oi gonna do in a submareen?

They want ye, they want ye in the navee

[pieces o'nine]

Yarrrgh, oi redde that hout t'me crewe, an they demanded ter syne hup again, loike!

Verra nycely done.

[black bart]

Brilliant work mateys are we witnessin a Renaysanse o Pirate Poetry.