Lady Bassett Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 Dear Bloody Jack Madd I am glad you're better, I am I think I caught it. This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Merrydeath Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 Dear Jack and Lady, I caught it, Virus hell, and I think... achoo! Pirate Lass with sass, brass, a cutlass, an a nice *ss. Capt of the FOOLS GOLD PIRATES BLAST BREAST CANCER! GET A MAMMOGRAM AND SAVE YOUR TREASURED CHEST: http://www.myspace.c...iratesthinkpink http://www.myspace.c...oolsgoldpirates CAPT OF THE ONLY PYRITE SHIP AFLOAT: THE FOOL'S GOLD- look for us and Captain Merrydeath on facebook! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bilgemunky Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 I aint no poet So bullocks to all haikus Ya bleedin' cockroach I AM BILGEMUNKY Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Posted December 16, 2003 Author Share Posted December 16, 2003 I be no poet Jest a scurvy scallywag An' I likes me rum Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Westyn Elizabeth Roberts Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 Happy Holidays... To all you festive pirates! Drink rum and party! 5-7-5, right? Ho, ho, ho...or rather Haarrgh, haarrgh, haarrgh! Capt. WE Roberts "I shall uphold my indignity with the utmost dignity befitting a person of my undignified station." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain Tito Posted December 18, 2003 Share Posted December 18, 2003 Mateys on board ship. Sail to find the buried gold. Dreams they hope come true. They sail to the storm. Their ship is wrecked on the rocks. Dead men tell no tails. Their spirits live on. New pirates hope to find gold. The dream never ends. -Captain Tito <span style='font-size:21pt;line-height:100%'>Have Parrot Bay, will travel. WILL SHARE TOO!!!</span> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StichWitchJane Posted December 21, 2003 Share Posted December 21, 2003 Cap'n Tito, that be wonderful. Here's my pathetic attempt: Pyrates on a board Discuss'n all things nautical I love pyrates One for you guys! It be 5-8-4, but totals out to be 17 syllables anyways. Arrrgh! Jane Hey, ho, to the bottle I go, To heal my heart and drown my woe, Rain may fall, and wind may blow, But there still be... Many miles to go! Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain, And the stream that flows from hill to plain. Better than rain or rippling brook, Is a mug of beer inside this Took! HEY! This wench never says no to a free grog... StichWitchJane, the pyrate with an education ph34r the l33t pyr4t3! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Posted December 21, 2003 Author Share Posted December 21, 2003 No problem, luv. Yer gots a darn fine pome. Jus' break it up diff'runt like: Pyrates on (a) board Discuss'n all things naughty Cal, I love pyrates Arrgh! Thar we go! BTW, Cap'n Tito, that were right pretty Haiku ye wrote. Bring a tear to a glass eye, it does. Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Captain Tito Posted December 22, 2003 Share Posted December 22, 2003 Thanks mateys! (not quitten me day job though <span style='font-size:21pt;line-height:100%'>Have Parrot Bay, will travel. WILL SHARE TOO!!!</span> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StichWitchJane Posted December 22, 2003 Share Posted December 22, 2003 Why, thank'ee, Nigel. Arrr, my wooden leg It be aching something fierce Which does not make sense Because it has no Nerves to ache when it gets hurt Arrr, I love my grog "A poem for the introspective pyrate." -My sister, a non-pyrate, but ya got to love her! ph34r the l33t pyr4t3! Hey, ho, to the bottle I go, To heal my heart and drown my woe, Rain may fall, and wind may blow, But there still be... Many miles to go! Sweet is the sound of the pouring rain, And the stream that flows from hill to plain. Better than rain or rippling brook, Is a mug of beer inside this Took! HEY! This wench never says no to a free grog... StichWitchJane, the pyrate with an education ph34r the l33t pyr4t3! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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