(Unfinished) Five Dollars

old poem dump

Out of the window went the five dollar bill,

Flying on past the smokes of the mountainous, fiery hill,

It winded through the woodland, chased by big, hairy beasts,

They hoped that it would pay for their fifty-dollar feast,

 

But fishtailed, flying monkeys, coming back from their short break,

Cried out oh so loudly, for their heads did really ache, 

They couldn’t stand the noise rolling in through their front door,

So they brought them all together and threw them out next door.

 

Coming home one day from work when my salary was due, 

I couldn’t help but end the day feeling a little blue,

 Five dollars more, I prayed for, and five dollars more I found,

But when I looked up I came face to face, with beastly, giant hounds,

 

…Ooah!

Up on the ship, stood the captain in his boots,

The pirates in from Singapore couldn’t help but loot,

Standing there before him was a lass of young age,

Pleading he’d not steal the glorious, brand-new stage,

 

The captain laughed,

“Why would you think I would settle for that?

What kind of game do you think I’m playing at?

In that there theater is nothing worth while,

A five dollar bill is what’ll really make me smile,”

The young lass nodded. 

“Alright then I’ll find you, your five dollar bill,

I’ll do all you say, just so you wont kill,

Let me go in Italy, and there is where I’d look,”

 

“Just now that I’d never, let you off the hook,”

 

Being chased by wild beasts wasn’t what I intended,

Me chasing them was how the whole thing ended,

Running in from France and looking all around,

I stood a moment, shocked, for it was Rome that I had found,

In that there moment, where I stood very still,

The big, beastly monsters, stole my five dollar bill,

 

“You come right on back here, you cowering, mangy mutts!”

That was when a young lass, punched me in the gut.  

 

“I am so sorry, but I do what I must,”

 

“Why would you have to be so unjust?”

 

“Captain Fred, the pirate, has forced me on a quest,

Now will you excuse me while I go and chase those pests?”

 

I stood there dumbfounded, with my mouth opened wide,

When she mentioned Captain Fred, I thought I had died,

Captain Fred was big and mean, and stole goods from all around,

As much as he’d been hunted, he was never found,

 

I had seen him once or twice, standing on the shore,

He stole five dollars worth of laundry, maybe even more,

Because of him my wardrobe was cut down to real stiff cloth,

Lucky for me, though, he even took my moths,

 

Anyway, because of him I had come to being bankrupt,

And now my poor fish, Squishy, has become corrupt,

I don’t know how he did it, but I knew that it was him,

I vowed I’d get revenge; with the sharks Cap’n Fred would swim,