# Port Report

Author: charles_they
Tags: Consensual, Dog, Fox, Gay, Group Sex, Limerick, Male, Poem, Poetry, Prostitution, Scurvy dogs, multi, sailor

Yo ho ho, and a bottle of...  
No, no, I can't possibly go that far.

### Port Report

Each quarter, ships came to the docks /

In search of their fav'rite red fox /

To those randy whalers /

I shouted "Hey sailors!" /

And raised my tail like a snuff box /

Their bodies, you see, were in peril /

On the ship they were borderline feral /

Out at sea, outta luck /

No someone to fuck /

But whomever they stuck in the barrel /

They paid me to paw at their planks /

'Til they started shooting off blanks /

Then riding rough waves /

They plundered my caves /

Dividing my booty by ranks /

And somehow still stuck at full mast /

They bellowed at me to hold fast /

So bilged by their anchors /

I drank from their tankers /

While they barked out "Me hearties, avast!"

After letting them go hard to town /

For the cost of a couple o' crown /

They brought 'round the cable /

And best they were able /

They helped out and blew this fox down!

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-Charles Michael Averin

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