Hastywords and I have teamed up to give you another slice of poetry, this time inspired by the daily NaPoWriMo prompt of a Sea Shanty.
We have come up with plenty of great nautical/pirate lingo (Hastywords has done an amazing job). I’m very excited and proud to present this to you all, you are going to love it if you are a fan of Pirates of The Caribbean!
So grab your bottle of rum and let’s get cracking – Yo Ho me hearties!
Seafaring Scallywags (by TooFullToWrite & Hastywords)
Shiver me timbers lads, I’m really taken aback
The captain’s a female one and a good ‘un at that!
With treasure our pleasure, we all get underway
A shot of dutch courage to cast the demons away
Row, row, row, don’t ye dare go slow
The wrath ye feel from me whip
Ain’t nothing compared to the plank, Dirty Dog!
Like vicious sea dogs looking for grub, predators of the sea
Blue water our home, a dark and stormy wench she can be
But cross me, me hearties, and a wench is what I will be
Instead of rum, bilgewater will be the only drink you see
Go Go Go, Row, Row, Row
Ye dare go slow, your reward will be hell!
Beaten and flogged by a cat o’nine tails!
If you know the ropes then we can make both ends meet
You would do well not to cross her or me, the first mate
Ignore seductive songs from mermaid sirens of the deep
Or ’tis Davy Jones’ locker you will be forced to seek!
Show a leg, no more time to take a caulk
Row, Row, Row, ye stinkin picaroons
Landlubbers the lot a ya, move it or the black spot for ya
Aye Matey, I may look like a Corsair all tender and fair
But Jack Ketch holds me in his arms at night, sending me dreams
Begging me to find him another dance, another neck to bind
Do not tempt your fate me swabs, or Ye will end up a Jolly Roger
Hard-a-port, hard-a-starboard, all hands on deck
Keep her steady, row faster, don’t hang the jib
Keep sculling, harder, nearly there, I said row, you monkeys!
If I see you shirking duties, you will be flotsam and jetsam
So show us your true colors and it will all be plain sailing
Time and tide, they waiteth not for this eager woman
She’s got a score to settle, prepare for battle, no questions!
Go Go Go, Yo Ho Ho
When ye old salt hollers “Sail Ho, Sail Ho”
Run a shot across the bow and let’s pillage the booty
Nelson’s folly for the lot a ya, if the loot be gold
I can nearly smell the hogshead casked upon thee
We make up the scourge of the seven seas
Dead men tell no tales so pillage then keelhaul them all!
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