He’s gone this time overboard,
Off his plank he is about to walk,
The dark dog does as well agree,
This time we need to send him down to the sea…
As much as I hate to litter,
The oceans have already too much,
But feeling I am quite bitter,
Burn his ship we will, down to the size of a corn fritter…
He has riled me beyond measure,
My sword is sharpened titanium,
I am not giving to him a geranium,
More likely I will embed my sword in his cranium…
So if blood and guts are not of your tea cup,
Do not witness this war on which we are about to embark,
To destroy this ‘love’ pirate, we’ve had our fill,
The dark dog will of him bite & to the world then bark…
© ed ;-) 12/4/08
Now, THIS is the true Christmas Spirit, ain't it? What happened to "turn the other cheek"?
Did EDVARD KICK YOU IN THE RIGHT, OR LEFT BUTTOCKS?
The only thing NAUTICAL about you - or probably the closest thing would be a package of CHIPS AHOY COOKIES!
The descriptive adjective you chose in your title is quite apropos - ASS-y-9 !!!
FELIZ NAVIDAD - MON CAPITAN - JOYEAUX NOEL - TomKat ...
:-)
Sir Salty Walt
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I hope you're not a real pirate - the ones that took that very big ransom recently(LOL). I like the "cranium" part - it's bloody gore.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
As long as it's not ME you're after; can't move that fast on crutches...unless I see a SKUNK!! LOL Then I'm CHEETAH-fast!! LOL Ask Karla on that one! LOLOLOLOLOL
I didn't know you were a pirate. Loved this.
Mary
but I hope you don't make of Georg a hen;-)
Love,
Eileen
Edvard the Elder