The sun in on the harbor, love,
And I wish I could remain,
For I know it will be some long, long time,
Before I see you again.
If I take a tumble, I'll mae quite a splash, but at least I won't smash against the deck and make a mess. Still be dead, though.
L.A. MeyerStichwörter: humor pirates mary-jacky-faber
I can smell the smoke now. I can see tendrils of it comin' up between the cracks in the shrikin' floorboards. There she is, calmly taking down the framed examples of fine embroideries, samplers, and needlework from teh hallway wall and tucking them under her arm.
"Mistress! Come on! You've got to leave!"
She calmly turns and faces me. "Why?" she asks. "The British are coming?"
"Only one, Mistress," I say
Stichwörter: humor pirates british bloody-jack
I warn't never meant to be a lady, I know that now. I got streaks of wildness in me that trip me up every time, and just like streaks in clothes, there's some dirt that just won't wash out.
L.A. MeyerThe pants come down. Most look shamefaced, but tha Arthur McBride is not the least bit shy about showing off his equipment, oh no, he isn't. He grins in my direction. 'Not all that impressive, boyo
L.A. MeyerStichwörter: humor bloody-jack
Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.
L.A. MeyerStichwörter: humor bloody-jack
And if that is the Foremast, what do you think that sail might be called, Mr. Wheeler?"
"The Foresail?"
"Very good, Mr. Wheeler, and the next one up would be called..."
..."The Next Sail, Sir?"
"Alas, no, Mr. Wheeler.
Stichwörter: funny sails under-the-jolly-roger
You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest
L.A. MeyerStichwörter: friendship death sailor
Davy lets fly an oath and storms out of the hold. We hear his fist hit the wall as he leaves.
you really are an evil girl, says Jaimy.
I know, I murmur. I shall have to pay.
Stichwörter: davy bloody-jack jackie jaimy
Why did I follow her? If you must know, Sir, it was easy. Pound for pound, Puss-in-Boots was the best commander I ever served under.
L.A. MeyerStichwörter: bloody-jack jacky-faber puss-in-boots
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