Batten down the hatches,
Bonney Dick.
There's gonna be a howl.
Aye, Gnarly Farley...
oi be the eye,
what fore saw...
with but one eye, mind ye.
As far off as as ye saw, Bonney Dick...
what'd ye see?
Oh, Gnarly Farley...
sure's ye want to know...
would ye want to know...
fer really?
Aye, I would
truly want to know...
me own, Bonney Dick.
Then climb's ye in the barrel with me...
this very night, Gnarly Farley...
for bones be in,
and arrrgh...
for gargl'n the grog, a'bed...
the Captain sold us to the crew,
to shag us in 'the head'.
Aye?
Arrrgh!
Really?
Ye can peer about
through this here hole.
Some feller's finger's in the hole!
That ain't no finger, Gnarly Farley...
batten down, and blow...
Written By Bruce James Clyde 2016 Deming, New Mexico
Photo Credit: pre-code.com, Captain Applejack...the horny pirate 1931
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