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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Sea Rover

14 July 2010
By:Noel N. Villarosa
(Rhyme Form)

Moving sideways or careening
All hands hoay and avast ye
Sea dogs and landlubbers go on pillaging
Jolly roger is flapping guarded by cannon and artillery

Pistol, daggers and doubloon among things inside the sea-chest
Walk the plank if they caught you as offenders
Or heave to island and marooning them as helpless
Yo ho ho! and a bottle of rum as way of pirate’s laughter

As the ship rolled about on high seas
Plenty of cackle fruit to serve a salmagundi
A drink of grog or bumboo wobbled their sea legs
In tossing ship, proves them as scallywags

Blow me down! alerted by a cannon blast
The enemies have climbed on their jacob’s ladder
Black spot meet their way on to Tortuga’s vast
All hearty and brave soldiers have fallen to Davy Jone’s locker.

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