The Pirate's Parrot

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I fed a pirate's parrot a half eaten carrot

and the damn thing choked and died

So I quick tied a brick around his waist

and tossed him over the side

When I heard the CLACK shuffle of the pirate approaching

I damn near lost my mind

The noise is from his peg-leg

he stomps down  then drags behind

He yelled "Aaaarrrgg! Good day matey

how goes it there?

Where's my precious Polly

The parrot I taught to swear?"

I knew I had to think fast

come up with a clever lie

This pirate was ruthless

just a godawful guy

"Sir you could not believe

such a crazy thing could happen

I'm afraid your your parrot fell overboard

just now while you were nappin"

"Sir he was unsteady on his feet

for he had drunk a lot of rum

I saw him stagger to his left

then fall right on his bum

When he tried to stand

he fell over the rail

When I saw him hit the water

I'm sure I'd gone quite pale

He sank like a stone

right under the tide

Headed for Davey Jones' locker

Sir I'm certain he died"

"Aaaaaaarrrrrrggggg!!! "Said the pirate

"He always did like rum

Ever since he was a little bird

and I let him try some"

"I suppose there was nothin you could do"

then he CLACK  shuffled away

I sighed in relief

I would not be killed this day

Thankfully pirates are not too bright

for this I had whiskey and rum to thank

If this pirate had a few more brain cells

Right now I'd be WALKIN THE PLANK!!!!!

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