adventures in dysthymia

Thursday, May 27, 2010

PIRATIC!

The Captain:

My manner and my bearing
are aristocratic
And it's true I have
a flair for the dramatic;
Though at times I seem quite
eccentric and erratic,
I'm proven and I'm practiced
in all things piratic!

Piratic! Piratic!
That's what I am!
I sail ships and I sink them
from Scilly to Siam!
Piratic! Piratic!
That's what I'll ever be!
A pirate through and through!
It's the life for me!

The Crew:

We're scruffy, we're unkempt,
and somewhat aromatic,
The dregs of Seven Seas,
even the Adriatic!
But do not take us lightly,
on this we are emphatic:
We're bloody buccaneers
and in all ways piratic!

Piratic! Piratic!
That's what we are!
We sail ships and we sinks 'em
from Dover to Dakar!
Piratic! Piratic!
That's what we'll ever be!
Piratic to the core!
A scourge upon the sea!

The Captain:

Once, life was circumscribed,
each day gray and static;
I was surrounded by
the bland and bureaucratic.
Freed by the boundless sea,
now I'm the charismatic
captain of this vessel
and bold crew most piratic!

All:

Piratic! Piratic!
That's what I am!
I sail ships and I sink them
from Scilly to Siam!
Piratic! Piratic!
That's what I'll ever be!
A pirate through and through!
It's the life for me!

Piratic! Piratic!
That's what we are!
We sail ships and we sinks 'em
from Dover to Dakar!
Piratic! Piratic!
That's what we'll ever be!
Piratic to the core!
A scourge upon the sea!

Stephen Brooke ©2010


Another song for the musical-in-progress. The title song, actually, to be sung by the assembled pirate crew. Okay, it's sort of Pirates of Penzance meets Pirates of the Caribbean, I know.

Things go on, here at Peanut Road. Will have to skip the Florida Folk Festival this year (again). I'd had hopes of leaving Mom with my sister for one day and making the trip but the fact is her care requires lifting now. She's not heavy and I do have a weightlifting background so that's not a problem for me but I can't take the chance of her falling or something and no one being around to get her up. Just getting her on and off the potty, into chairs or bed, requires physical exertion. I have had to start using diapers on Mom now, at least at night. I was getting tired of washing pads, sheets, blankets, clothes, twice a day.

So, anyway, I won't be seeing 'Mean Mary' nor any of my folkie friends this weekend. But I'm sitting here listening to Mary's brand new CD so that helps a little.

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