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Saturday October 29th, 2011

The exercise:

Give me a four line poem written by a pirate.

Gotta run, going to be late for the party.

Yes, I'm going as a pirate.

Mine:

I be not a poet, yar,
But I shall do me best.
I'll miss me First Mate, yar,
And in peace may he rest.
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3 comments:

  1. Greg30 October 2011 at 00:39

    Pirate suits you I think :) Pictures, or it didn't happen!
    Your poem is quite convincingly written, I could believe it a pirate's attempt ;-) Didn't I give you the opposite for the crew of the Pink Daffodil -- a poet trying to be a pirate?

    By a Pirate
    My parrot's got a wooden leg, aar,
    It weighs him down a bit,
    He got caught by the cook's damn cat, aar,
    Because he can't fly so faaaar.

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  2. world of experience30 October 2011 at 03:09

    Pirate

    Be ye a pirate o' seven seas?
    Or be ye a pirate o' DVDs?
    Polly'l no' say "pieces of eight"
    If yer caught hand o'er to ye first mate.

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  3. Marc31 October 2011 at 00:07

    Greg - I think he was more of a poet forced into being a pirate, but I could be mistaken :)

    Poor parrot :(

    World of Exp. - that sounds pretty authentic to me! Loved the reference to DVD piracy you slipped in there :)

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