Dream Wench Posted July 14, 2004 Share Posted July 14, 2004 A ghostly pirate moves thru the trees I watch him on my hands and knees he shifts upon the slightest breeze now there's no one left to please Why can't he let me touch his face ? I'd wear my finest Ivory lace He'll vaporise when I'm near his place perhaps his game..is just the chase They say he died in '93 that's a hundred years to me I wish just once he would not flee It would be my final plea After that I'd sail with him always youthful always slim future bright and never grim give my gown a little trim So entwined not separated ghostly dances now have mated parting ways are never slated a hungry heart is rarely sated C July 13 2004 Dream Wench (Colorado Valley) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Christine Posted July 14, 2004 Share Posted July 14, 2004 Wow, that is really cool Dream Wench! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dream Wench Posted July 14, 2004 Author Share Posted July 14, 2004 Glad you enjoyed it, Christine ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iron Bess Posted July 14, 2004 Share Posted July 14, 2004 I think I dated him once. Well, you may not realize it but your looking at the remains of what was once a very handsome woman! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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