Sea Shanty NaPoWriMo

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Day 3   NaPoWriMo   prompt Sea Shantey 

Don’t have beans for tea.

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Set out in the morning and the wind was blowing

Might of been the weather or the baked beans no way of knowing

Captains  in a  mood his face is red and glowing

He lost the compass and no one know where we’re going!

Damn the Captains moaning!

 

 

Out on the roaring forties playing at pirates, making sorties

Running  up  mast  that’s the life before you hit your forties

But don’t have beans for tea, tea.

 

Let’s have cuppa shouted the first mate,

And some biscuits  on a  bone china plate ,plate

I did my best and put on a tray, tray

Slipped  on the deck and watched it get  washed away, way.

Damn the Captains moaning!

 

 

Out on the roaring forties playing at pirates, making sorties

Running  up  mast  that’s the life before you hit your forties

But don’t have beans for tea tea.

 

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Sewing up the up the sails but I used the wrong thread

Skipper told me if the captain sees I’ll be dead, dead

The he took of his wooden leg and whacked me round the head,

I didn’t think that was fair so I said , said.

Damn the Captains moaning!

 

Out on the roaring forties playing at pirates, making sorties

Running  up  mast  that’s the life before you hit your forties

But don’t have beans for tea tea.

 

Up in the crow’s nest and it’s raining

Bandage on me head but it’s still paining

Looking for the moon but it a waning

Suddenly feel sick so look out down below……OH!

Damn the Captains moaning!

 

Out on the roaring forties playing at pirates, making sorties

Running  up  mast  that’s the life before you hit your forties

But don’t have beans for tea tea.

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Banging the ship’s biscuits to get out the weevils

First mate’s got a cob on and he’s giving me the evils

Got to make a meal, only got baked beans  and seashells

Thank goodness  we will’ll all be sick because of the sea swells

Damn the Captains moaning!

 

 

Out on the roaring forties playing at pirates, making sorties

Running  up  mast  that’s the life before you hit your forties

But don’t have beans for tea tea.

Damn the Captains moaning!