AHOY, ME BUXOM BEAUTIES AND METER-LOVIN’ MATEYS!
Time t’ swash yer buckles, hoist the Jolly Roger and twirl yer tricornes. Douglas “Scurvy Dog” Florian has just penned avast amount o’ piratical poems in Shiver Me Timbers!: Pirate Poems & Paintings (Beach Lane Books, 2012). Arrrrrr!
Leave it t’ Scurvy Dog t’ brandish his literary wit for a 19-poem feast o’ the feisty that’ll fire up a yearnin’ fer the high seas. Pillage, plunder, blunderbuss, dagger. Buccaneer, commandeer, privateer sneer!
Plus a sulphur stinkpot er two.
Aye, this book’s a prize booty, chock full o’ fun-t’-know essentials about the toothless and ruthless: “Names for Pirates,” “Me Pirate Weapons,” “Pirate Flags,” “Rule of the Pirate,” “Pirate Patter”! If yer wantin’ t’ be the crudest, rudest rascal er robber, swear by this:
THE PIRATES’ CODE OF CONDUCT
Don’t take a bath.
Avoid all math.
It’s best to yell
And blessed to smell.
Act rash and rude.
Dash down yer food.
Be sure to slurp
And belch and burp.
Take lots of naps.
Hide all yer maps.
Dismay, disrupt,
And interrupt.
Rob, steal, and loot,
But don’t get cute.
Tell lots of lies.
Make alibis.
Don’t change yer clothes.
Yell, “Thar she blows!”Copyright © 2012 Douglas Florian. All rights reserved.
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