Sarcy dark sea shine off me boot talkin' long johning marathons
compointing. compass pointing south as down it goe'd
for I am the director to the land... with-old,
pint of cold fish oi'ls before isles of harb's to lost profound
when founded tresure let it be fortune
when i've my go-by direct-eye
of left eye for my right is the odys-ee
Sarcy dark sea shine off me boot talkin' long johning marathons
for I see a ma-ponder into my mind ove' cove and singled sea stuns over cer-canny islands
A contest entry
- Pirate stories! by Meroza.
750 points, ended November 8, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
GIVE ME YOUR TREASONS
Comments
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A well written pirate tale this one.
Best of luck and thanks for entering

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thanks dear
ta for opening... hope you had muchas of celebrator' fun
adios
xx
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