Lady Bassett

Aarrrrrggggghhhhhhh, ohhhhhhh yesssssssss, aarrrgggghhhhhhhhhh

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaahhhh aaaahhhhhhhhh.

Ooooohhhhhh.

"Tell me quick" said Old McFee

"What's this all have to do with me?"

"I've spent all my time at sea a loner."

"Is there something else I should know?"

"Something hidden down below the level of your conversation?"

Well he turned away before the answer

Though I yelled aloud he refused to hear

It became too clear

So it went as we put out

I was left in constant doubt

Everything I asked about seemed private

The captain strolled the bridge one night

I stopped him in the evening light

To ask him would it be all right to join him

But he stood there like some idol

And he listened like some temple

And then he turned away

All along the fateful coast

We moved silent like a ghost

The timeless sea of tireless host possessed us

The wind came building from the cold northwest

And soon the waves began to crest

Crashing cross the forward deck

All hands lost

I alone survived the sinking

I alone possessed the tools

On that ship of fools

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Ship of Fools

Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band

I was kidnapped. Then I was framed. Then I was shot, but I survived. I learned the trade from a Master Pirate of the worst kind. I mean THE WORST KIND. Now I am a pirate slave forced to do his evil bidding.

I'm serious. Really. This is fact.

Oh, I forgot the part where he used his blade on me. That was particularly frightening. But now I fear not.

Nigel, I'm going to let the other women in the Pub handle that one.

Yeah, what happened to your avatar, Jack???

Why would anybody do something like that?

Happy Birthday!

May you always have enough.

Happy Birthday !!

Hope your condition improves.

Happy Birthday, Saucy Nell !!

Happy Birthday, O Cryptic One.

Happy Birthday, Viperpirate. Hope your Juliette is with you today!

Speakin' of Disneyland, did anybody bother to bail Captain Vale out of Jail???

I knew an Ice Cream Shop clerk once. He was an irritating little f~@k.

He had some really nasty habits, too.

His partner in crime was the coolest guy to walk the planet, tho.

But ice cream is good.

Relax, Jack. Everything's going to be OK.

Press gangs. An interesting concept. I guess that's one way to obtain a crew. More polite to ask, though.

Uh.... which one is which? Forgive my absolute and complete ignorance. I did live in Florida, but never went to the place. So I do not know. Nor do I really care. Although curious but too disinterested to figure it out on my own.

Dear Bloody Jack Madd

I am glad you're better, I am

I think I caught it.

This one, for high seas combat:

Sweeter than flowers,

The cry of wounded sailors

and that brimstone stink.

Actually, Bloody Jack Madd was the first one to get it right.

And it's quite lovely, too coming from such a, uh, hmmm, anyway, it was pretty.

**flips BJM something really special ( your choice of prize )**

Argh! I miss the late 60s! We'd be taking this to the streets!

Captain William, I agree with you on many points.

Our government has played the game both sides, down the middle, under the table, and through the back pocket. And the whole world knows it. Our foreign policy horribly sucks, to put it delicately.

And I think that's all I should say about this. Or maybe just a bit more...

I think it is in mankind's best interest for us to understand one another as much as possible; to appreciate the differences among us. Our strength is in our differences, not in our similarities. I'm speaking of the human race as a whole. Perhaps a bit too 'big picture' for this thread.

An appreciation for diversity and a respect for those differences, I believe, will be the only thing that will prevent us from destroying ourselves in the long run.

It's the "us versus them" mentality that keeps walls up... oh, I know I'm going down a dangerous path here, so I'll stop before I get mobbed.

Was that great big stash of weapons of mass destruction found as well?

Or is that still the missing piece of the puzzle.

????????????

Because the next step, I presume, is a trial? And I'm just guessing some evidence will be required ??

I stopped watching the news a good while ago, so forgive my ignorance of the matter.

I can't get no

sa-tis-fac-tion

green leafy stuff

argh.

pillow calling me

a snowflake falling softly

dreams will take me now

argh.

It's a contemplative poetry that valorizes nature, color, season, contrasts and surprises. Usually it has 3 lines and 17 syllabes distributed in 5, 7 and 5. It must register or indicate a moment, sensation, impression or drama of a specific fact of nature. It's almost like a photo of some specific moment of nature.

More than inspiration, it's need meditation, effort and perception to compose a real Haiku.

Pirated from:

The Art of Haiku Poetry

So, wondering about one's lineage would apply in the nature category, I presume?