Sweet -N- Sour

Fish and Loot

"Fish and Loot" are my lyrics.  You'll find the tune of it using the X:WP song "War and Peace" in the multimedia section :-D  

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Robust Chorus: (chanted in a crescendo)

Joely, Joely, Joely, Joely, Joely!

Standing toward the middle of the vast ship, Joely was dressed in a silk white poet's shirt with a ruffled collar and cuffs and over the loose-fitting shirt was an unbuttoned silk black vest. She also wore a pair of black Capri pants and high black leather boots. Covering her blonde bob was a crimson bandana. In short, she and those surrounding her -- most of them chanting her name -- resembled pirates. The majority of them carried swords and a few even wore black eye patches. Now the reason she was dressed as a pirate and was sailing on what seemed to be a pirate ship was beyond her. One moment she was on the small boat with Harold and in the next was informed to climb onto this one. Harold along with his boat had since disappeared minus further instructions.

Turning her head this way and that, Joely searched for an exit. All of those eyes upon her were proving to make her nervous and the gleaming swords weren't doing a tacky job either. Surprising her -- though Joely wondered why she was surprised by anything anymore -- the pirates proceeded to serenade her as music played from an unknown source.

Pirates: (vigorous bass singing, which rivaled the tones of Barry White)

She's a youthful mighty sprite 

And her heart is filled with spite 

In this we definitely delight, raging Joely 

We think that you would perfectly fit 

In our malicious plundering clique 

Why don't you stay for a bit, raging Joely?

We shared a hearty laugh 

When you kicked her out on her ass 

Was that truly a blast? 

Tell us Joely!

Not giving her a chance to tell them a thing, four of the pirates lifted the small woman off her feet, two of them taking control of her arms while the other pair grabbed her legs. Easily carrying her, the pirates headed toward the helm of the ship, bright smiles on their faces as they glanced down at their evidently respected burden. Since her face was turned toward the cloudless sky, green eyes caught sight of a waving flag half her size attached to a long pole. The flag was black and stitched on it was her beaming face, complete with a patch covering her left eye. Beneath Joely's chin were two crossed swords. The young woman was caught between amusement, wariness, confusion, and a little gratitude for the reverence being tossed her way. It was an odd combination of feelings.

Pirate #1: (holding Joely's left arm)

You're the prettiest little gal that I've ever seen

Pirate #2: (holding her right arm)

You're charming with daggers in those emerald greens

Pirates #3: (holding her left leg)

With powerful words, you could shatter a heart

Pirates #4: (holding the remaining leg)

She's probably sobbing and torn all apart