Capt. Westyn Elizabeth Roberts Posted June 17, 2003 Share Posted June 17, 2003 Here's another poem about pirates, written by yours truly. This one was already listed once in the pirate's poem with Captain William, I believe... "THE PIRATES AND THE BANSHEE" But soft, the moon! Beautiful, yet sings a deadly tune. Of salty seas in dismal gray, A ship on the horizon tacks its way Unaware of impending doom. The silver orb shining on high Ruby red gossamer blankets the sky Like prophecy spelled in ancient runes Blood was painted across the moon Through murky waters of dangers unknown, From out of nowhere, a hideous moan! Through darkness waits the light of day For forty pirates in harm's way, Who wander the sea alone. A tale was told by a survivor found-- The lucky one who didn't drown. He was the only one spared and left By the banshee with the scream of death, Who'd kill you with one sound. He told a tale of a mound of gold That he and his mates had found and stole'd They stopped at an island to bury the loot When he felt something grab his boot He turned and searched and looked around Up tall trees and on the ground They searched high and low and in between Because all the men had felt and seen But not a soul nor spirit could be found Of banshees was a story told In times of fright and tales of old You could feel her fingers at your throat While she wailed a frightful note The men all cowered within the hold. A sound broke the silent sheen The high-pitched wail; an eerie scream The men all heard and then started to cry "The banshee wails and then you die!" Forty men sailed into the brine But at a second glance, there were 39 It was just as they had all once feared One by one they disappeared Except for the one, who told this line This story told is his tale, Of an eerie woman tattered and pale. In frightful time and fraught with dread, Thirty nine men all were dead. Forewarned only by a ghastly wail. She laid her hands upon your throat And killed you with one evil note The lone survivor that was left Was only spared because he was deaf I stood and stared in stunned amazement How could anyone have lived this torment? Ah, you wonder if this tale is true I can attest to its due Though times and trials this story bent. A thousand times this legend I hear Scripted just right to embody fear And now I know the horror first hand A specter sent from a demon land Now I sense the banshee is near A creeping death, a writhing pain Written in the bloody rain Coming to terms with death imposing Going blind from fog enclosing I feel the breath upon my neck Blackness creeping, phantoms beck As darkness falls, I feel her calling Going down, I feel me falling And I turn to see... Ahhhh! (SCREAM) 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...
Capt. Westyn Elizabeth Roberts Posted June 25, 2003 Share Posted June 25, 2003 What happened to all the replies? Are we experiencing pirating again? Now Rabble Rousing is back, but all of the past entries are gone!!! Anyway, has anyone voted on who's who in the pirate competition? Someone (Jamaica Rose?) said she has put one in the NQG magazine. Which one was it? Does anyone know? Will anyone tell me? Please? It's killing me!!! Ahhh! Time to go for now But I wonder where and how There once was a man Whose name was Stan Who, low and Behold, married a cow. Her name was MaryLou A black heifer with eyes of blue When they had brats, The problem was that Should they stand on all fours or just two? Best I can do this late and with no sleep... Until later, my fine piratey pals, 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...
Dorian Lasseter Posted July 14, 2003 Share Posted July 14, 2003 Well... My short bit o' rhyme was misaproperated (lost) durin' the restoration of the site to 17 June... So, the haze in mu' brain has lifted enough ta 'member what it was... again.... But soft, What lovely maiden doth wait upon the quay I snatched a kiss and sailed away Now, the Pyrate version... Avast! Wot tasty wench do stand on th' dock I kissed her snatch an' sail'd away Mmmm...!!! Or.....somethin' like tha'......... Truly, D. Lasseter Captain, The Lucy Propria Virtute Audax --- In Hoc Signo Vinces Ni Feidir An Dubh A Chur Ina Bhan Air "If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgment; I will render vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me." Deuteronomy 32:41 Envy and its evil twin - It crept in bed with slander - Idiots they gave advice - But Sloth it gave no answer - Anger kills the human soul - With butter tales of Lust - While Pavlov's Dogs keep chewin' - On the legs they never trust... The Seven Deadly Sins http://www.colonialnavy.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Angus Lasseter Posted July 18, 2003 Share Posted July 18, 2003 Aaarrghh!!! Me Bloody Brudder beat me to it!!! A. Lasseter Wot's ya mean I's gotta check me Pistols n' Cutlass at th' door?!? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
the Royaliste Posted July 20, 2003 Share Posted July 20, 2003 Aw,Drivel.Now where's me powder??? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 20, 2003 Share Posted July 20, 2003 Brilliant... my tankard runneth over.. with what god forbid... Whether it be the King's Navy men Or pirates seeking plunder Both kinds doth look all the same When you see their butt from under We have Reginald to thank for this one... "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captweaver65 Posted July 20, 2003 Share Posted July 20, 2003 hehe Capt Weaver "No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned. A man in jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company. " Dr. Samuel Johnson Capt Weaver's Pirate Perversions Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 20, 2003 Author Share Posted July 20, 2003 Mad Maudlin McCrumb you say have you entered the challenge and joined in the fray or do you just post a phrase so that we may see that your humor is all "butt" tame ........ The Capt........... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Westyn Elizabeth Roberts Posted July 21, 2003 Share Posted July 21, 2003 Oh, what fun! A tale of such a farce! But when thinking of a seaman, He'd scream like a demon... If he knew you looked at his arse! Bottoms up! 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...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 21, 2003 Share Posted July 21, 2003 Never one to turn down a challenge, or keep her red head clear of a proper brawl... I am a bonny pirate bold with a brave and gallant crew At least until the bosun's diaper needs changin' Alas, she's only two! We must set sail with the morning tide And sail back like a crime Or else the quartermaster gets cranky She's five, and it's her bedtime! Oh Captain Reginald cuts a fine figure In his handmade coat and kilt I didn't know the Scots HAD a Navy? If they knew, they'd probably wilt... That leaves me to run this thing And I'll take it as they come I'll work and sweat and do it all And drown in sweetened rum! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 22, 2003 Author Share Posted July 22, 2003 Your words do you well McCrumb with kiddies and Reginald on hand We'll see if ye rise to the challenge or fall on your arse in the sand The rules are very simple keep them short and not to foul for though pirates we all be we must be mindfull of the crowd Now the fun ones are the best but a drama does well too now make ready to be boarded me guns are aimed at you see you later............. The Capt. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 22, 2003 Share Posted July 22, 2003 Takes a deep bow and flourishes with plumed corsair hat... prays mind is not too fried from dealing with children, loads cannon.... Up and down the Willamette we sail At least until we hit The next bridge over with our mast (That will be the end of it) Someday we'll make it to the coast To wild Astoria's shore To where me mother's ashes were spread And be landlubbers no more!!! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 23, 2003 Share Posted July 23, 2003 Oh ho, Captain Flint! And where be yer reply? Have I gotten to you quite that well? Or hath ye gotten shy? I'll dance a jig upon my deck And thumb my nose at ye I could do this all day long So laddie, HAVE AT THEE!!! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 24, 2003 Author Share Posted July 24, 2003 McCrumb.... when fair Katey calls from the bed , I listen. As I find her company preferable to typing here.... ODE TO AN ANCHOR An anchor is so lovely It'll never let you down Be ye pink, tendor, cutter or sloop It will always hold you sound They come in many shapes and sizes And are placed throughout the ship Starboard, port an even kedge They'll never let you slip An anchor have so many uses More than just to hold the ship Why it can even be dropped on a cabin boy As long as he stands beneath it Oh my lovely anchor I'll never be untrue Alas I sees a kings warship Quick, cut the bugger loose Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 24, 2003 Author Share Posted July 24, 2003 Here is another , just to keep up to date Pieces o eight.... gold doubloon They all doth speak the same for no matter where I roam they seem to call my name Strands o pearls, diamonds and rubies no matter what the gem I'll steal, I'll plunder or dig them up I'd sail through hell for them In the end I'll be rich as rich as man can be unless the hangman gets me first then lost my treasure be So if ye a mind to wander and my tale you do espy grab a lantern and a spade my fortune is your to find aaarrrgghhhhhhhhh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 24, 2003 Author Share Posted July 24, 2003 Here's a third one Mad McCrumb.... and this one is for free.... as it's long and just for fun.... so blast ye, you'll never get me Four persons were placed on tryal for pyracy. The judge asked them one by one.......... Tell me seaman William it says here ye used a whip Aye judge that I did.. and made good use of it I see. And tell me first mate Stevens it says ye used a sword Aye judge, that I did..To cut me foes in four I see. And tell me Capt. Flint it says here ye used a gun Aye judge that I did..To steal plunder and run The judge was in a quandry..... Three men he asked and three answers he got but not what he had thought For each had gave an answer.. that would give them the hangmans knot Then he asked the fourth one.. to answer his last query Mistress Mary.. it says here that no weapon did ye carry Yet, the deadliest of all the rest is yours the boldest of the bold Tis true judge, Mary spoke my weapon is far more deadly though not a whip or sword or gun it be to say the least it is not friendly Then to the awe of everyone Mary parted her thighs the judge, the guard indeed the whole damn court where dazzeld with suprise For as Mistress Mary raised her skirts she did so then present a girdle made of gems and jewels and riches not yet spent The court did stare in awe and shock as Mary lowered her hem and as the judge did raise his head he saw a gun pointed straight at him Why what happened did surprise the court and held everyone in a fright the tables were turned and they were now caught in a nasty sight The guard was held around the neck with seaman Williams whip and first mate Stevens held the lawyer with his sword ready to prick Capt. Flint held the gun and to the judge he shrugged and sighed Well judge , we'll be leaving now come Mary ..say goodbye Fair Mary kissed the judge on the cheek and then she said to the judge on high you see m'lord for nothing is stronger than that what be a ladies thighs ... Have fun......... The Capt. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 24, 2003 Share Posted July 24, 2003 Gives a whole new meaning to the term "Steppin' out Mary" tha' does! Well, good, I was hopin' this wasn't over yet... as fer your lady... I think I would not pass up me Reginald callin' if you had yer cannons aimed at me broadside, meself!! Let's hear it for love, eh mates? A wee young lass looked off to sea, Perched upon a rock But no tall ship came for she None was in the dock A little older, she returned And waited for her fate But no fine brig did come her way Her longing could not sate At last, a woman, fine and gay Returned to her faithful post And from the fog came a fine tall ship Like a shimmering silver ghost A pirate captain, fine and bold Held out his gauntleted hand His dark eyes shone with joy as he said "You need not remain on land" She rides the waves now with her mate And his rough and hardy crew This story has a happy end What say all of you?? "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 24, 2003 Share Posted July 24, 2003 As fer plunder... I came upon a treasure rare While walking on the beach There seemed no other pirates there And it wasn't beyond my reach A magic thing it seemed to me I held it to my ear And lo and behold Yemaya herself Did whisper to me there! She told of mermaids and sailors bold Of pirates hard and true Then with a chuckle she cautioned me Against the likes of you! I set the treasure back in the sand And coolly strolled away I couldn't give up this challenge So I live to quip another day! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captweaver65 Posted July 25, 2003 Share Posted July 25, 2003 McCrumb, its been a long while since I've heard anyone speak about the Goddess Yemaya,Mother of the sea. :) Capt Weaver "No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned. A man in jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company. " Dr. Samuel Johnson Capt Weaver's Pirate Perversions Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 25, 2003 Share Posted July 25, 2003 Arrrr... I be a pagan pirate.. a double hanging offense if ever there was one!!! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 26, 2003 Share Posted July 26, 2003 Ummm.. Captain Westyn.. I do hope I'm not steppin' on any toes, here.. this WAS your challenge.. and I got meself inured in it.. I hope i have not offended? I love your poetry.. your historical ones are really inspiring! I will continue with mine, if you don't mind, I just want to watch my step, and not offend... "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
captweaver65 Posted July 26, 2003 Share Posted July 26, 2003 Arrrr... I be a pagan pirate.. a double hanging offense if ever there was one!!! :) :) :) pagan it is. but I be more toward Kali-nothing like a Goddess that gets drunk on blood,has sex with a God and then kills him- she is the Goddess of intoxification. my kinda Goddess. well...of course after she kills him,he is, in the tradition of reincarnation,reborn. Capt Weaver "No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned. A man in jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company. " Dr. Samuel Johnson Capt Weaver's Pirate Perversions Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt. Flint Posted July 26, 2003 Author Share Posted July 26, 2003 Capt Weaver... sometimes you can really confuse the powder out of me. But, then again, thats partly why we love you so much. aaarrrghhhhhh Mad McCrumb..... while the challenge was issued to Capt. Westyn... read it through m'luv. It also said to any others who want to join in also. Your poetry was fun. You do not need to stop. Hope you had fun playing....... The Capt. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 26, 2003 Share Posted July 26, 2003 Oh, me laddie.. I ain't NEAR done wif you! I'm havin' too much fun!!! Don't you have one to follow up with? I do believe it be your round? Or shall I go again??? This is what I get fer thinkin' with my feet instead of me head... play on! Good gods.. can you imagine Kali at the helm? She's got a bazillion arms, as well as the necklace of human skulls... she could run the ship single-.... uh, heh... by herself!! Wild... "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mad Maudlin McCrumb Posted July 26, 2003 Share Posted July 26, 2003 Let me roam wild where the sea dragons go And the water is blue and deep Let the albatross be my cockerel And the waves rock me to sleep Let the cannon fire be my heartbeat And the sea winds be my breath Let plunder and gold be my heart's desire And my cutlass be the grinning death Hoist the flag and sing, me friends Let true ones never part We may be wild, and rough and mean But, dammit, we got heart!! "You have a woman's skin, m'lord! I'll wager that hides never been rubbed with salt and flayed off to make stockin's for a pirates best cabin boy!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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