Now Pedro the Pirate was proudly pugnacious,
so too was his parrot named Sam.
"Swab swiftly, ya scrubbers!" Sam screeched at the sailors;
he really could be quite a ham.
Danny the deckhand was dirty and dangerous,
dastardly deeds were his thing.
Daily delivering death with his Deringer,
Daniel could shoot, but not sing.
Lenny the lookout was lewd and lascivious.
Ladies liked Lenny? Not much!
Lucinda the landlubber loudly lamented
"Len's lusty libido's a crutch."
No one neglected poor Nigel the Nervous—
("Neurotic" was his middle name);
"N-navy on starboard bow," Nigel gave notice,
as closer and closer they came.
Mary the Monarch's most medalled mariner,
Marvin, was muscled and mean;
Approaching the vessel, he pulled along side of her—
"Give up, in the name of the Queen!"
The misfits were mustered, then all of them manacled,
each one felt a huge tinge of sadness.
Thus ended their gig, that fine day on the rig—
manubiary's clearly just madness.
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Author Notes
No particular meter - syllable count per line varies. Reading aloud may help.
Today's word:
Manubiary (n.) the act of plundering.
My much-treasured Christmas present for 2017 is a book by Paul Anthony Jones: "The cabinet of linguistic curiosities". Each page contains a descriptive story about some obscure or archaic word. It occurred to me it would be a fun exercise to try and write, each day, a poem featuring the "word of the day" from the book.
Thanks for reading.
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