The NaPoWriMo Daily Prompt – Day 3- Write a Sea Shanty
Written by Too Full To Write and HastyWords
(First Mate)
Shiver me timbers lads, I’m really taken aback
The captain’s a female one and a good ‘un at that!
With treasure our pleasure, we all get underway
A shot of dutch courage to cast the demons away!
(Scallywags)
Row, row, row, don’t ye dare go slow
The wrath ye feel from me whip
Ain’t nothing compared to the plank, Dirty Dog!
(Cap’n)
Like vicious sea dogs looking for grub, predators of the sea
Blue water our home, a dark and stormy wench she can be
But cross me, me hearties, and a wench is what I will be
Instead of rum, bilgewater will be the only drink you see!
(Scallywags)
Go Go Go, Row, Row, Row
Ye dare go slow, you’re reward will be hell!
Beaten and flogged by a cat o’nine tails!
(First Mate)
If you know the ropes then we can make both ends meet
You would do well not to cross her or me, the first mate
Ignore seductive songs from mermaid sirens of the deep
Or ’tis Davy Jones’ locker you will be forced to seek!
(Scallywags)
Show a leg, no more time to take a caulk
Row, Row, Row, ye stinkin picaroons
Landlubbers the lot a ya, move it or the black spot for ya
(Cap’n)
Aye Matey, I may look like a Corsair all tender and fair
But Jack Ketch holds me in his arms at night, sending me dreams
Begging me to find him another dance, another neck to bind
Do not tempt your fate me swabs, or Ye will end up a Jolly Roger!
(Scallywags)
Hard-a-port, hard-a-starboard, all hands on deck
Keep her steady, row faster, don’t hang the jib
Keep sculling, harder, nearly there, I said row, you monkeys!
(First Mate)
If I see you shirking duties, you will be flotsam and jetsam
So show us your true colors and it will all be plain sailing
Time and tide, they waiteth not for this eager woman
She’s got a score to settle, prepare for battle, no questions!
(Scallywags)
Go Go Go, Yo Ho Ho
When ye old salt hollers “Sail Ho, Sail Ho”
Run a shot across the bow and let’s pillage the booty
(Cap’n)
Nelson’s folly for the lot a ya, if the loot be gold
I can nearly smell the hogshead casked upon thee
We make up the scourge of the seven seas
Dead men tell no tales so pillage then keelhaul them all!
HASTYWORDS 
That was refreshingly different… Thank you for that 🙂
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It was WAY different for me 🙂 Thanks!
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Why did the pirate skip the movie? It was rated ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
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You had too much cheese for lunch
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I don’t think I had any cheese.
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That is when you had it…
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I had cheese when I didn’t have cheese? Then I hope I don’t have money.
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NO you had cheese when you weren’t thinking…therefore you don’t THINK you had cheese….Pffft
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I sleepate cheese?
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Click on daily prompt title and it will take you to napowrimo
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I figured it out. I left my brain in my other coat.
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I’ll tell you why the pirate skipped the movie – it’s because it was three and a half bleeding hours long – At World’s End – what were they thinking? The human bladder can only take so much pummeling before entering critical meltdown phase, thank God when I went to see that endurance marathon I didn’t buy a big cup of soda!
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That is the longest punch line I’ve ever seen.
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That’s what she said. Yo Ho me hearties.
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She’d make you walk the plank. And then, plank the walk.
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I’d make ya wax the plank until….well you know what happens.
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Wax on, wax off.
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Kung fu fighting
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Tai chi, or chai tea?
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Coffee. Always coffee
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Not always.
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Yep. Well and wine…and beer…or lemonade.
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As long as I get paid in mackerel, I’m doing whatever she says. I’ll spank the chalk too if it helps. And if there’s a bit of spicy tomato sauce on it, well….then we’re in business.
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What about kangaroo? What then?
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Or Captain crunch for that matter???
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Or Cheese just not that into you?
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What then? Tastes like chicken. Chicken I mean. Kangaroo? Mmmmmm no, too cute unless they snuck it in a burger without my knowledge or something.
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Check Ikea’s meatballs.
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Haha – those crazy fellows! Although, I heard that their meatballs also tested 100% positive for sawdust, alun keys and actual Swedes. The vegetable. Ikea meatballs are not Soylent Green. Yet. But maybe one day. Hopefully not in our lifetime anyway.
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Ummmmm…..holy mackerel
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People tell me it smells but I think it’s delish – my favourite fish after smoked cod.
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Ha that’s what he said.
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Oh man… I wanted to do a sea channty with you. That’s it. Mutiny! Oh, it’s on…
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HA I would kick your Dungbie
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I would keel haul you, make you clean the bilges and hoist you from the yardarm!
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I can’t even….no comment…lol
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You want a piece of me??? Or a piece of eight of me…???
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I don’t want a piece – I want the whole thing! We should do a duet too 🙂
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Bring it on!
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Are you two flirting…cause that’s kind of awkward.
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No… I am mutinying… which is even more awkward.
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Can we write something awkward soon…that sounds fun.
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I am all about the awkward. But we still gotta do the alien sci fi thing.
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The Awkward Alien…..title done…now what??
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Brain storm…
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And what kind of daredevil are you anyway?
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I have reckless adventures and a blatant disregard for my own personal sanity…..I mean safety, when it comes to words, music and poetry. I indulge in danger from the comfort of my own home and it works out very nicely thank you.
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Sanity is a bad word on my blog…yuck…
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Don’t worry – once PMAO and I get started, you won’t see it for a sea of other amusing little peccadilloes winding their way down the comment tree.
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I could tell you stories… oh man…
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I would rather plunder your coffer. But seeing as you were actually a Barrack Stanchion you are an addled drivelswigger.
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Drivelswigger is a made up word by a guy who got carried away with the annual ‘talk like a pirate day’ but it now has come to mean a drunk sailor who tries to learn naautical termenology to sound smarter than he is. I am assuming that the barrack stanchion is real, but I never heard it used. I guess it means a stanchion, a thing you tie ropes to on a ship, that never goes to sea. The correct term for that is a freshwater sailor or a river pirate. And while plunder is a good word, rarely do seafarers use coffer instead of chest. I guess it depends on if we are going back to 17th and 18th century seafaring, so I will cut you a break on that because I suppose a few English sailors might have used it.
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haha turkey gobbledy gook. I think I am going to use pirate speak on me mate tonight.
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Is that the first mate or the second mate… HA!!!
Or do you mean matey? Or are you Australian?
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Don’t worry I am not gonna go all blog erotica…I don’t have the passion.
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I don’t believe it, but okay.
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I was a sailor… do not try to out sea slang me.
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You were a sailor back when Pirate slang was still legitimate speak. 🙂
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ssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuuuuutttttttttttttttttttttuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuppppppppppppppp… i know you are but what am I… This sort of attitude is exactly why so many pirates end up with eye patches and wooden legs… because they make the captain angry…
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eye eye lol
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aye aye… for crying out loud.
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Don’t cry out loud….it was just a joke.. *pats back and gives you a hug* 🙂
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I just get so worked up… sniff…
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Zipping my yappppper
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I gotta go to the galley and make dinner… so… later
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I love this!!
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I’m not sure what was more entertaining…the comments or the post.
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Arr ye salty dogs! haul in the lines, we set sail for singapore, where a pirates booty be rich, and the pirate booty be richer. Hoist the main sails and raise the anchor!
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awesome. I enjoyed reading this a lot lol I love pirates 😛
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I miss writing with you matey
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Well then lets write!
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