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Array ( [sid] => 142704 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => THE TALE [time] => 2008-05-27 13:31:40 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The writer sat down at his table
Pulled back his quill from the well
Took out blank sheets of parchment
Began his great tale to tell

We rode into port on high tide
The most scurrilous port on the coast
We were dying for one jug of rum
And which of us could drink the most

At the far end of one dank street
We found what we searched for
Ladies and pirates fighting and loving
On tables, bar and the floor

A bountiful Lady standing alone
Asked me to buy her a slug
I pulled up a semi-clean glass
And poured her out one from my jug

A pirate who had passed out on the floor
Woke up to find her not there
He saw she had her arms around me
And was running her hands through my hair

He reached for his sword on a chair
I kicked him hard square in the groin
He buckled and tumbled to the floor
Screaming insults and holding his loin

We made our retreat out the door
While many were milling about
Back to the safe arms of our ship
And away by the quickest way out
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THE TALE

Contributed by jsringo on Tuesday, 27th May 2008 @ 01:31:40 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



The writer sat down at his table
Pulled back his quill from the well
Took out blank sheets of parchment
Began his great tale to tell

We rode into port on high tide
The most scurrilous port on the coast
We were dying for one jug of rum
And which of us could drink the most

At the far end of one dank street
We found what we searched for
Ladies and pirates fighting and loving
On tables, bar and the floor

A bountiful Lady standing alone
Asked me to buy her a slug
I pulled up a semi-clean glass
And poured her out one from my jug

A pirate who had passed out on the floor
Woke up to find her not there
He saw she had her arms around me
And was running her hands through my hair

He reached for his sword on a chair
I kicked him hard square in the groin
He buckled and tumbled to the floor
Screaming insults and holding his loin

We made our retreat out the door
While many were milling about
Back to the safe arms of our ship
And away by the quickest way out




Copyright © jsringo ... [ 2008-05-27 13:31:40]
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Re: THE TALE (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Tuesday, 27th May 2008 @ 09:27:48 PM AEST
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LOL....Thanks for the smiles, Wayne... I really enjoyed this...
Jenni




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