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Something Salty in the Air - Occhidiangela - 09-18-2004
Arr Harrr Harr, me hearties! There oy wuz, a lookin' fer the ought three handbill consarnin' "Talk Like A Pirate Day" and shiver me wood . . . en leg, oy wuz confounded in me explerayshuns.
Sooo, I sent me parrot off to grab some parchment and found, at last, the Hand Bill 'twas nailed atop the hatchway at the Admiral Benbow Inn.
Talk Like A Pirate Day Web Site and Sid Meier Shill Zone
Now, you scamper off, young feller me lad, and go fetch me that old seadog Billy Bones -- then pour yourself some rum, ye savvy? What's that, Jack Sparrow, the rum's all gone? Avast, ye scurvy hottentot, ye'll be flogged fer sartin, ye had the Rum Watch on the last Dog! Bosun, do yer dooty!
*sound of Johnny Depp yelping as he is flogged*
Right, then we'll have a little of yer finest whiskey . . . and we'll sing ye a song!
The Derelict
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped
by fingers ten;
And there they lay,
all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of the whole ship's list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay,
and the soggy skies
Dripped down in
up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay,
aye, damn my eyes
Now looking up
at paradise
All souls bound just contrawise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of stuff untold,
And they lay there
that took the plum
With sightless glare
and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
More was seen through a sternlight screen
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings undoubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
'Twas a flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a dirk slit sheer through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench
or shudderin' maid
That dared the knife
and took the blade
By God! she had stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho!
and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge
in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
(Robert Lewis Stevenson 1881; additional lyrics by Young Ewing Allison 1891)
Something Salty in the Air - Griselda - 09-18-2004
Talk like a pirate day be me town's claim t' fame, ya horn swogglin' bilge rat!
Aye, I guarantee ye, I've had a twenty percent decrease in me "lice ratio!"
Something Salty in the Air - Guest - 09-18-2004
Pirates forever.
Something Salty in the Air - DeeBye - 09-19-2004
YARR!
Something Salty in the Air - Rhydderch Hael - 09-21-2004
Still gives me little compulsion to follow suit.
Lest the common fate of the scalawag befall you: hanged by the neck during the ebb, from gallows set below the tide line, as the authority of the Admiralty dictates.
Something Salty in the Air - Occhidiangela - 09-21-2004
Livin' large
Dyin' young
And leavin' a (good looking?) corpse
OcchiDiGreyBeard