{"sf1_id":179673,"sf2_id":"rm8a4jqn","title":"Talk Like a Pirate Day","author":"The Scarred Fox","words":261,"posted_at":"2010-09-20T06:19:00.000Z","tags":["Clean","Pirate","Poem","funny"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/179673-talk-like-a-pirate-day","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8a4jqn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/5c/34/5c345a76-0fa5-4c14-ae7b-6e099d3a1057","description":"","content":"I damn my sight from the tithes of the king!  \nhis is my only diamond ring  \nkeep his gold,  \nspoils of battle old,  \nwe fought against ninety-seven fold  \nwe never shot for our stories told...  \nGrandose manure of the sunken mould  \nThirteen shops where we only sold...  \nThey started to whisper to footmen, Avast!  \nso we shot out quick and flashed back to the mast  \nthe sleight of our feet let us past.  \nthe soldiers left to themselves dead last  \nfor we were already out of cast  \nno one kept up in the great and vast.  \nWe're glad no one tried to\u0026nbsp;work half-assed...  \nWe can stay in the ship below  \nFeeling like we've just been stowed  \nThe ship just rocks as it shakes and bows  \nIt's not just me stepping in wild throes  \nThe tale and yarn of ol' Mr. Moe  \nkeeps us happy as well fed sows  \nbut now it dawns: we realise  \nwe left him back in the paradise  \nbut we shant return with no disguise  \nso he's left in his slow drown of lies...  \nbut the guards back there dont know where he sighs  \nwe sure dont hope he's been hung up high  \nif it was true then we'd surely die...  \nbut at least we've got these kidney pies...  \nbut the taste is bad enough without these mice  \nbut now, I just play with my\u0026nbsp;dice  \nthe ship may rock, and the bed may spring,  \nbut at least we stole the diamond ring  \nwhich keeps us going to the point we'll sing...  \nand now I'll leave without that\u0026nbsp;painful thing.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}