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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3977 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Pirate Fever Maria In Singapore port, dahlin’ Ay wi’ lay mi dahn wi’a Creole bawd who eats red carnayshaans wun by wun. Ay wi’ wotch her aiyes, sturm dark w’kohl- dey wi’ be de eyes of madness and mootiny. In de Caribbean, dahlin’ Ay wi’ lay me dahn under a sayl o’stahs while de ship work her heavy way north. Ay wi’ wotch de parting waters at her prohw- de sea salt wi’ feed me, de mast support. An’ on sum aisland, dahlin’ Ay shall let de sun bake me drying flesh, Let de stones drahw de sad oshan awaiy. My pri-tty wife shall drive sea fever out o’me, An’ dahlin’ I shall be yo' pirate no’more. |
