Monday was “International Talk Like a Pirate Day”
and I missed it!
What the Faaargh? (MS)
‘Tis enough to make me sign on
as a cabin boy all over again.
If I wasn’t so fleeberjigged,
I’d make the lot ‘o them
walk the plank and hold their own hornswaggles
whilst bein’ keelhauled…
It just hit me like a kick in the balls from a peg leg!
You are looking for a job
when all the while, it was right in front of you
like a drunken parrot
swinging from a yard arm.
It has it all!
Plunder, pillage, bounty … and the rum,
oh matey, the rum!
If this works out I’ll meet you in the future,
in the Caribbean,
on the shuffle board deck
aboard a pirated cruise ship!
Shiver me tiverin’ timbers ye lubber!
Here’s to all o’ that and more,
or at the very least, a most glorious share
in the treasure trove afforded by slinging fish sticks
in an Arthur Treacher’s Fish and Chips franchise
on the near northside of Milwaukee!
prepare to be boarded…. (MM)
Michael Morgan Stone and Michael Gillan Maxwell