Shiver Me TimbersA Poem by Written On The Run
We hold fast
Like pirate ships Run the black and let it rip. I think I found me treasure Island But I didn't have the Billy Bones Just me Long John Silver. Where's it buried? We're all a quiver. I had too much fun Drank too much rum And just killed me liver. Shiver me timbers. © 2014 Written On The Run |
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1 Review Added on March 3, 2014 Last Updated on March 3, 2014 AuthorWritten On The RunAboutThese are all random musings. Nothing deep. I don't want to be known for anything. Reviews are welcome and will be returned in kind. - WotR more..Writing
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