September 7th 2011 11:36 am
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dark nights a warm breeze
hidden dangers upon the seas
black as pitch creaking hull
sounds of silence very dull
yawn stretch going under
below deck filled with pirate plunder
silent death creeps on board
swirling knives bodies gored
chilling laughter splits the night
the red menace spreads her fright
Morning breaks like glass
left behind one cutlass
a souvenir with the word
LOOK OUT CATS!
IT'S CAPN WILMA SEA TURD!
MOL MOL..uh oh gotta run!
MOL ! ewe be crazed pharaoh !!! Wilma sea turd iz gonna make ewe walk de plank !!
Brrr, to think you live with that, you's a better tom than I bro! Respect.
Yarrr!!! 'Tis not so much a She-Cat as a remorseless Smacky-Pawin' machine!!
Never mess with the girl pirates!
Ooo creepy and a nice ending that, ahem, sneaks up on you. Meeeow!
What what WHAT kind of ending was that... capn wima turd..MOL MOL..I had to ask my mommy what's a Turd.......OMC !!! (covers paws over eyes)....but hey seriously that was a pawsome Pirate Poem Your Royalness.
Love N Pirate Purrs,
HEHEHE. u always have me rolling
i dont like poems that much. but i do write sometimes when I'm forced to write!!