| A Pirate's Life For Me! by Stephanie |
| Arrrrrrrrrrrr me hearty's, Captain Tikiri and wee lass Tinke, wishes you's a happy "Talk Like A Pirate Day". They sent ya a message in a bottle, to beckon you blokes to join them after they done thar drank the grog. They's been marooned with their booty, on some Carribean island, in some bad weather (Shake, shake, shake your booty). Yo ho ho and a couple of bottles of rum.
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| Oh mate, we's down to the last bottle of Rum!
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| Pirates....Aye, why do me fall in lo'e with the bad guys? Gar
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| We gotta a bita booty, hey Tiki?
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| Ahoy, his life belongs t' the sea, but what a fine wife Me could be He'll ne'er get me buried booty!
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No parrot, but we seein' thee gulls, hey?
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| Me going to slap that scalawag Jack, ifin' he don't be showin' up!
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| Me hope the Captain of the Black Pearl, spots thee signal!
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| Oh me Jack, I knew you would not leave us here! Ye too thunk thee Pirate code was more like guidelines... Although ya lookin' a bit thin!
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| Aye, much beter captain, see what good lihgtin' can do ye?
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Captain Jack, that tickles!
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| Aye, aye, shoot me out o' a cannon me don't care, might be fun in Tortuga, argh!
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| Ahoy, by me friends, gotta be goin' har's the ship.
The World's End, gar!
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