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She shanty

23 Apr

One of my favourite prompts from napowrimo 2013 was to write a sea shanty so I’ve done another – with a little twist!

My daddy was a sailor
He sailed on every sea
In every port he had a wife
And one of them had me.

I vowed to be like daddy
In the first words that I spoke
But they said I was a girly
And should stay with girly folk.

A life at sea was made for she
Stick your kitchen up your arse
I’d rather be up a crows nest
On this ship under the stars

But I was made of salty stuff
So off to sea I went
The men that looked at me askance
To Davy Jones were sent.

The women that I met
In galleys and ashore
I handed a sword and swore aboard
And we gave the men what for.

A life at sea was made for she
Stick your kitchen up your arse
I’d rather be up a crows nest
On this ship under the stars

One day I’ll meet my daddy
Leagues across the sea
We’ll laugh and sing and drink our rum
There’s no other life for me.

*Faster now*
A life at sea was made for she
Stick your kitchen up your arse
I’d rather be up a crows nest
On this ship under the stars

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Sea shanty

3 Apr

Behold the filthy sea, she craves
To take all men beneath her waves
To fill their lungs with salty spray
But you won’t get me love, not today.

Oh many men have gone before
To lay down there on the ocean floor
I may be tired and I may be grey
But you won’t get me love, not today.

Now here we are in sight of land
We’ll anchor and set foot on sand
We’ll find a bar and the lads’ll play
And you won’t get me love, not today.

Tomorrow we’ll set sail again
Come sun, come shine, come wind or rain
You might get me and who can say?
Tomorrow is another day.