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| Swiftsleeves - Brigadier Of The Brine | |
| By ellie-jelly | ||||||
| 01 October 2006 | ||||||
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Originally I wanted this to be for children, but I don't think it quite belongs there anymore. I didn't want to turn it into a normal story layout, so instead it's like an epic poem of sorts. This isn't finished, there's still more I want to include, but it appears I'm stuck. Perhaps turn it into smaller poems, so as to make it a series - then I'd have to make new verses - or keep extending and keep it as one poem. I hope this has made sense to somebody. :) Please, suggestions, comments help of any form is most definitely welcome, because I would really love to finish this. With a yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, This little tale has just begun. Stand at attention and give a loud cheer, For Swiftsleeves, the rampaging buccaneer. He lived on his ship and sailed the high seas, Looking for treasure wherever he pleased. Not really having a crew of the finest sailors, Though what they lacked in skills they made up for as entertainers. Swiftsleeves has a lasting reputation, Though nevertheless he’s looked upon with much admiration. His thievery talents held other pirates in awe, Never had they seen a man so quick and agile before. Swilling down rum mixed together with brine, For fancy drinks he had no time. Trawling through rather treacherous oceans, In search of gold, gems and magical potions. Swiftsleeves was rather the lord of the sea, He’s been the only pirate alive to make the Siren’s flee. Though booty he has, and many a ship he’s over run, He just never had the sword skills, though he had a true pirate’s tongue. How he loved to shout out the pirate’s beloved curses, And sing along to every drinking song; he knew all the verses. “You lowly scurvy dog” was one of his beloved, Though he said “Arrrrrrrrr” the most, he absolutely loved it. In appearance a pirate you would never have guessed, On the high seas, he was always the best dressed. The peg leg and hook were not of his style, He preferred wearing everything in the pattern of argyle. In the battle of Shrouded Cove came his finest hour, Where it became known he had the most firepower. Every cannon he fired hit every target, And his crews’ perfect aim sank the HMS Margaret. His beloved plank was his tried and true measure, To deter any shipmates intent on stealing any treasure. As over the years and through numerous crusades, A vast sea of wealth lay below deck for Swiftsleeve’s entire brigade. Or the time when he navigated the Gulf of Jocasta, When he raided a small bay village for all its alabaster. Never killing, unless absolutely in need, Swiftsleeves was never privy to that level of greed.
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