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wayne mockler
Apr 2020
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors
after arriving at the big golden pirate ship of torture we are made to walk along the black plank to board the grisly ship. The horses look around the deck while the evil pirates watch with nasty and wicked eyes of hate towards our bodies.
All of a sudden hundreds of ghostly pirates appear from their city of spikes and watch us on the devils deck of terror. The patch eyed monster with one leg then shouts towards a dark room on the ships deck while the other creatures jump and scream with a mist pint of froth in their red hands.
The golden goddess screams in terror when a dark figure wearing a purple hat walks out on the red deck of horrors. We all look in horror when the rest of the pirates chain our army towards the ships rails of torture.
i comfort luitent megs with my outreached arm while the dark pirate figure without a nose and mouth pulls out it jagged red swords of horror at our trembling bodies. The golden goddess stares inside its deep purple eyes while it pulls two warriors out from the carnage.
The horses plead for mercy while the creature drags then towards a small dark corner of the ship. One of the warriors is then tied down on a long plank of wood while the other pirates begin to move forward towards her shaken bodies.
An angry golden goddess try's to break free from the chains of torture while the other brave warrior try's to save the poor old woman warriors body. We weep with anger when the pirates begin to rip her golden uniform off revealing her lacy white old underwear of modesty.
The pirate monsters then quickly surround the shaken mature woman and ripping her underwear off with ease. We listen the the pirate creatures howl with pleasure whilst exploring her naked body.
Two of the pirates hold her head down while the ******* pirate pulls out its small flashing blade and cuts off her nose while she scream in terror. The other pirates then keep her head very still while the creature begins to cut her mouth and lips off while blood fires up across the ships cold dark deck.
A sick golden goddess then begins to throw up when the black pirate holds the woman's golden lips in the air for all the other pirates to see and enjoy. We all sink into a dark huddle when the other warrior is pinned down and sliced open by the black pirates sword of horror.
The horses tremble and shake when the other warrior is pinned by down by fifteen pirate creatures for the black demon pirate pleasure. We all look with open eyes when the demon black pirate carefully removes hes golden genitals and ***** for the screaming warrior.
We are all then taken below deck towards a long black freezing jail while the pirates party and drink on spike city of evil horrors. The horses sit and wonder how to escape the evil city while the rest of us lay down in the dark cells of torture.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 2
After a long few hours in the cold dark cells of horror the evil pirates bring us up on deck while all the other creatures watch from pirate land of evil. The golden goddess and her army are led out first onto the golden ships deck with me and luiteant megs, white tiger and horses behind us.
We shiver and shake when we notice the plank of torture hanging over the cold red water of evil. One of the dark pirates comes towards our cold tired bodies and looks at us with its green eyes of evil while its flowing hair of snakes shines at our clouded minds of terror.
The golden goddess speaks out towards a smiling one eyed captain before being ******* with rope on a ships pole. We be the captain for mercy but he's monster pull out two golden warriors and makes them stand near the long plank of wood.
One of the golden warriors is forced to walk the long dark plank while others look on in terror and suspense. The horses try and break free from their handcuffs but get beat down by the evil pirate creatures of horror
A scared and terrified warrior stands in the middle of the plank until a giant black figure emerges from the deep red river. The figure a shark with five heads and axe tail jumps at the golden warrior leaving a big deep cut on his forehead with golden blood flowing out everywhere.
I hold a terrified luitent megs tight while his head ***** open in the cold dark night of spike city. The horses hold onto a shaking white tiger while the creature dives back in the deep red water.
The shark monster then jumps again but this time cutting the warriors head off while making the golden blood pour over the dark plank of wood. The golden goddess begs for mercy until the pirates surround the fighting body of torture with eyes transfixed on her large ******* with glee.
We tell the pirates to keep of her until a black pirate with one arm begins to unbutton her golden blouse with ease. The other creatures get closer towards her blushing red cheeks while the dark pirate begins to release the red buttons and exposing her large ******* to cheers from the ***** pirates creatures.
After getting touched and explored by all the evil pirates a crying golden goddess is carried towards spike city drinking saloon along with the other golden warriors. We are made to follow behind a guard of pirates while the horses and white tiger are chained up in the cages of hell.
Once in the drinking den of horror we are made to sit on big long stool while the pirates strip a red faced golden goddess naked while the captain watches with a barrel of ***. we are then taken back towards the dark cage in spike city and locked up with the horses and white tiger.
We look over at the other big cage from hell and see the army of golden warriors laid down from the fight on hell. The horses tend to to a distraught golden goddess with their warm fur of hope and look for a way to escape this hell hole.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 3
After a long night of drinking and laughing the dark pirates settle down under a mist of red sky of horrors. We sit alone in our cold dark cage until the purple light of sunlight shines though the next morning.
The pirate creature wake and walk around the dark spike city of horror until another ship sails in under a tunnel of torture towards the dark city's lights. A scared golden goddess looks out and sees another pirate ship with orange sails come into spike harbour.
We cringe with horror when the dark pirates cheer the ship while an orange pirate with six arms stands on its deck. The big green and blue ship then settles in harbour while the six armed orange creatures jump out and walk around the scared golden warriors cage.
A sadistic dark pirate captain then unlocks the cage and drags out tow more golden warriors screaming and kicking for survival. The disgusting black captain then throws one of our heroes to the orange horrors of lust.
The horses bang and shout at the dark pirate captain until the orange creatures carry the golden warrior woman towards a cold dark table of hate. we listen to her screams while the pirates begin to cut open her golden uniform from to to bottom.
An angry golden goddess screams with anger when the creatures mange to prize open her golden bra and ripping it off with loud screams of joy from the other drunken pirates. She blushes red with horror when the creatures slip down her golden thong causing the pirates to go wild with excitement.
We sit and watch with anger when the pirates begin to touch her naked body all over while he screams in anger and hatred. The creatures then carry her naked body towards the creatures drinking saloon of evil.
I hold and comfort luitent megs while the cheer's get higher and higher followed by a dull silence. All of a sudden two evil orange pirates bring out her golden head before sticking in on a long pole near the river.
The golden goddess screams and kicks with anger at the glowing guards while the other golden warrior is dragged inside the saloon of horror. We then suddenly hear high pitched screams coming from the warrior inside until a pirate shouts yes in a loud clear voice.
Another four pirates of evil walk out holding various parts of the mans body in their glowing hands of golden blood. The horses bury their heads in the cage corner whilst the creatures throw s his head and legs inside a big dark plastic bag of evil.
We all sit alone in the dark cage of evil while the orange and black creatures toast and dance in the cold evil saloon of hatred. The golden goddess and horses look around the dark cage wondering how to escape from the torture of the creatures hands.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
after arriving at the big golden pirate ship of torture we are made to walk along the black plank to board the grisly ship. The horses look around the deck while the evil pirates watch with nasty and wicked eyes of hate towards our bodies.
All of a sudden hundreds of ghostly pirates appear from their city of spikes and watch us on the devils deck of terror. The patch eyed monster with one leg then shouts towards a dark room on the ships deck while the other creatures jump and scream with a mist pint of froth in their red hands.
The golden goddess screams in terror when a dark figure wearing a purple hat walks out on the red deck of horrors. We all look in horror when the rest of the pirates chain our army towards the ships rails of torture.
i comfort luitent megs with my outreached arm while the dark pirate figure without a nose and mouth pulls out it jagged red swords of horror at our trembling bodies. The golden goddess stares inside its deep purple eyes while it pulls two warriors out from the carnage.
The horses plead for mercy while the creature drags then towards a small dark corner of the ship. One of the warriors is then tied down on a long plank of wood while the other pirates begin to move forward towards her shaken bodies.
An angry golden goddess try's to break free from the chains of torture while the other brave warrior try's to save the poor old woman warriors body. We weep with anger when the pirates begin to rip her golden uniform off revealing her lacy white old underwear of modesty.
The pirate monsters then quickly surround the shaken mature woman and ripping her underwear off with ease. We listen the the pirate creatures howl with pleasure whilst exploring her naked body.
Two of the pirates hold her head down while the ******* pirate pulls out its small flashing blade and cuts off her nose while she scream in terror. The other pirates then keep her head very still while the creature begins to cut her mouth and lips off while blood fires up across the ships cold dark deck.
A sick golden goddess then begins to throw up when the black pirate holds the woman's golden lips in the air for all the other pirates to see and enjoy. We all sink into a dark huddle when the other warrior is pinned down and sliced open by the black pirates sword of horror.
The horses tremble and shake when the other warrior is pinned by down by fifteen pirate creatures for the black demon pirate pleasure. We all look with open eyes when the demon black pirate carefully removes hes golden genitals and ***** for the screaming warrior.
We are all then taken below deck towards a long black freezing jail while the pirates party and drink on spike city of evil horrors. The horses sit and wonder how to escape the evil city while the rest of us lay down in the dark cells of torture.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 2
After a long few hours in the cold dark cells of horror the evil pirates bring us up on deck while all the other creatures watch from pirate land of evil. The golden goddess and her army are led out first onto the golden ships deck with me and luiteant megs, white tiger and horses behind us.
We shiver and shake when we notice the plank of torture hanging over the cold red water of evil. One of the dark pirates comes towards our cold tired bodies and looks at us with its green eyes of evil while its flowing hair of snakes shines at our clouded minds of terror.
The golden goddess speaks out towards a smiling one eyed captain before being ******* with rope on a ships pole. We be the captain for mercy but he's monster pull out two golden warriors and makes them stand near the long plank of wood.
One of the golden warriors is forced to walk the long dark plank while others look on in terror and suspense. The horses try and break free from their handcuffs but get beat down by the evil pirate creatures of horror
A scared and terrified warrior stands in the middle of the plank until a giant black figure emerges from the deep red river. The figure a shark with five heads and axe tail jumps at the golden warrior leaving a big deep cut on his forehead with golden blood flowing out everywhere.
I hold a terrified luitent megs tight while his head ***** open in the cold dark night of spike city. The horses hold onto a shaking white tiger while the creature dives back in the deep red water.
The shark monster then jumps again but this time cutting the warriors head off while making the golden blood pour over the dark plank of wood. The golden goddess begs for mercy until the pirates surround the fighting body of torture with eyes transfixed on her large ******* with glee.
We tell the pirates to keep of her until a black pirate with one arm begins to unbutton her golden blouse with ease. The other creatures get closer towards her blushing red cheeks while the dark pirate begins to release the red buttons and exposing her large ******* to cheers from the ***** pirates creatures.
After getting touched and explored by all the evil pirates a crying golden goddess is carried towards spike city drinking saloon along with the other golden warriors. We are made to follow behind a guard of pirates while the horses and white tiger are chained up in the cages of hell.
Once in the drinking den of horror we are made to sit on big long stool while the pirates strip a red faced golden goddess naked while the captain watches with a barrel of ***. we are then taken back towards the dark cage in spike city and locked up with the horses and white tiger.
We look over at the other big cage from hell and see the army of golden warriors laid down from the fight on hell. The horses tend to to a distraught golden goddess with their warm fur of hope and look for a way to escape this hell hole.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 3
After a long night of drinking and laughing the dark pirates settle down under a mist of red sky of horrors. We sit alone in our cold dark cage until the purple light of sunlight shines though the next morning.
The pirate creature wake and walk around the dark spike city of horror until another ship sails in under a tunnel of torture towards the dark city's lights. A scared golden goddess looks out and sees another pirate ship with orange sails come into spike harbour.
We cringe with horror when the dark pirates cheer the ship while an orange pirate with six arms stands on its deck. The big green and blue ship then settles in harbour while the six armed orange creatures jump out and walk around the scared golden warriors cage.
A sadistic dark pirate captain then unlocks the cage and drags out tow more golden warriors screaming and kicking for survival. The disgusting black captain then throws one of our heroes to the orange horrors of lust.
The horses bang and shout at the dark pirate captain until the orange creatures carry the golden warrior woman towards a cold dark table of hate. we listen to her screams while the pirates begin to cut open her golden uniform from to to bottom.
An angry golden goddess screams with anger when the creatures mange to prize open her golden bra and ripping it off with loud screams of joy from the other drunken pirates. She blushes red with horror when the creatures slip down her golden thong causing the pirates to go wild with excitement.
We sit and watch with anger when the pirates begin to touch her naked body all over while he screams in anger and hatred. The creatures then carry her naked body towards the creatures drinking saloon of evil.
I hold and comfort luitent megs while the cheer's get higher and higher followed by a dull silence. All of a sudden two evil orange pirates bring out her golden head before sticking in on a long pole near the river.
The golden goddess screams and kicks with anger at the glowing guards while the other golden warrior is dragged inside the saloon of horror. We then suddenly hear high pitched screams coming from the warrior inside until a pirate shouts yes in a loud clear voice.
Another four pirates of evil walk out holding various parts of the mans body in their glowing hands of golden blood. The horses bury their heads in the cage corner whilst the creatures throw s his head and legs inside a big dark plastic bag of evil.
We all sit alone in the dark cage of evil while the orange and black creatures toast and dance in the cold evil saloon of hatred. The golden goddess and horses look around the dark cage wondering how to escape from the torture of the creatures hands.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
adult horror
Tryst Jul 2014
Peter the Pirate
Tryst
Jul 2014
Prologue
Once upon a time; when ocean
Travel was a novel notion,
Many feared the rocking motion
Of the ocean going ships;
But the worst sailing endeavor,
Even worse than stormy weather,
Was the unmistaken terror --
Pirate Peter and his whips ...
Introduction
Tales are wove from authors spinning
Yarns, their fingers deftly trimming
Words, until a new beginning
Sprawls across the open page;
So begins our humble telling,
On the street, an orphan's dwelling,
Where a young lad's feet are swelling,
Barely fifteen years of age.
A Humble Beginning
Peter shook and Peter shivered,
Weary limbs felt cold and withered,
Chilling winter winds delivered
Snow, fresh-fallen on the ground;
Huddled up, his clothes were sodden,
Tattered shoes were too well trodden,
Lost, alone, a misbegotten
Miscreant; half-froze, half-drowned.
As he lay there, slowly dying,
Given up all hope of trying,
Who should chance to walk on by him,
But a captain of the sea;
“What's this now!” the old tar spluttered,
“Up you get lad, you'll be shuttered
Some place dry tonight!” he muttered,
“Take my hand and come with me!”
Peter felt himself man-handled,
Lifted up, and there he dangled,
Glancing upward, at his tangled
Grey and matted saviors beard;
“Thank you kindly, Sir!” he mumbled,
Took one step and quickly stumbled
Forward, landing in a jumbled
heap; “Lad its worse than I feared!”
Heaved upon the captain's shoulder,
Peter felt a might less colder;
As the sea dog walked, he rolled a
Cigarette with one free hand;
“Get some sleep son, soon the dawning
Of a bright and brand new morning,
Will come calling, and adorning
Over all this blessed land!”
A Merry Meeting
Peter woke from days of sleeping,
All around, he heard a creaking
Sound, as if the room was speaking,
Telling of its timber tales;
Up he stood and rubbed his bleary
Eyes, he still felt weak and weary,
Cabin walls looked drab and dreary,
Roughly hewn with rusty nails.
Suddenly, he felt a hunger,
Starting small, but growing stronger;
Feeling he could wait no longer,
Peter burst out through the door;
Racing headlong through the belly
Of the ship, his legs were jelly;
Once or twice poor Peter fell, he
Felt alone, lost and unsure.
Then he chanced upon the captain,
Dining with a merry chaplain,
Feasting on a pig with cracklin',
Sitting on an up-turned drum;
“Here's a fine lad in a hurry!
Settle down and save your worry,
There's no need to flurry scurry!
Come and have a taste of ***!”
The Daily Grind
Peter mopped and Peter scrubbed,
He got down on his knees and rubbed
The decks, and every day he loved
To feel and taste the ocean spray;
Rescued from a world of blindness
To his plight, he paid the kindness,
Working hard; where most would find this
Horrid, he embraced each day.
Such was life until one evening,
Waking from his fitful dreaming,
Peter heard an awful screaming,
And he watched as sailors ran;
From the deck, he saw the flying
Skull and Crossbones flag, implying
Pirates with no fear of dying;
Every one, a wanted man.
Battle At Sea
Cannons roared and cannons thundered,
Blunderbusses bussed and blundered,
Roiling masts were shot and sundered,
Splinters flew across the deck;
Rigging crashed and rigging crumbled,
Smashing down as cannons rumbled,
Falling masts and sails all tumbled,
Landing in a twisted wreck.
Swiftly came the pirate vessel,
Drawing close, to crash and nestle,
Broad-side on to form a trestle,
Over which the pirates ran;
Fearful of impending slaughter,
Sailors dived into the water,
Knowing they were never aught to
See their loved ones e'er again.
Peter rushed and Peter scurried,
Dodging blades that flashed and flurried,
Down beneath the decks he hurried,
Seeking for a place to hide;
In the hull, the darkness beckoned,
Peter locked the hatch, and reckoned
That might hold them for a second;
Finding crates, he hid inside.
His Master's Voice
Down below, young Peter waited,
Silently, his breath abated,
Hearing pirates jubilated,
As they plundered through the ship;
Soon he heard the latch locks broken,
Creaking as the hatch raised open,
Then a cold voice, harshly spoken,
And the lashing of a whip.
"Filthy ****-dogs, stop yer looting!
Stow the cheering and the whooping,
Look to all the sails a-drooping,
Fix the masts and man the oars!
On the morrow, we'll be sailing,
And I'm right anticipating,
That we'll get a strong wind trailing,
Speeding us to yonder shores!"
An Unexpected Find
Peter woke and Peter pondered,
How much time had passed, he wondered?
Cautiously, he rose and wandered
Silently from stern to prow;
In the quarters of the captain,
Peter found a pirate wrapped in
Silken sheets; a perfumed napkin
Draped across his furrowed brow.
Peter glanced around the room
And spied a hat with feathered plume
That lay beside a gold doubloon;
Time to make the pirates pay!
Peter stretched and Peter strained,
His fingers gripped the hat and claimed
Their prize, and next the coin was gained;
Gleefully he turned away.
Then a glinted gold reflection
Gleamed, attracting his attention;
Peter crawled for close inspection,
Wondering what he had found;
Two fine whips of equal measure,
Golden handled trinket treasure;
Peter felt a glowing pleasure
As he stole them from the ground.
Stealthily, he reached the deck, and
Found a crate on which to stand
And saw a sight that looked so grand,
How could fate have been so kind!
They were anchored by the moorings
Of the dock, where several mornings
Past, young Peter had been snoring,
Freezing off his poor behind!
Trouble In Town
Pirates robbed and pirates looted,
Pillaging, they laughed and hooted;
Plants were trampled, trees uprooted,
As they raced through city streets;
In the church, the bells were ringing,
Clangers clanging, peels were singing,
Warning of the pirates, bringing
Fear to folk, now white as sheets!
Peter tracked his pirate quarry,
Mind made up to make them sorry,
Chasing them beneath a starry
Ebon sky, he felt quite brave;
Suddenly, he heard a yelling
From behind, three pirates smelling
Like a brewers fare, no telling
How this trio might behave.
Drunkard Pirate:
"What’s this now, who’s that their lurking
In the shadows, be thee shirking
Looting tasks, why aren’t you working?"
Then he stopped and then he cried;
"Bless my soul, our captain joining
In the raiding, how exciting!
Begging pardon, Sir but finding
You at work is joy!" he lied.
Peter grasped the situation,
Putting on an imitation,
With a rough edged inclination,
Like the one he’d heard before;
"Lazy dogs, now stop yer bleating
Otherwise you’ll get a beating,
Now you’d best get on retreating
Back to ship, we’re leaving shore!"
In his hat, he felt quite dashing,
Brandishing his whips, and lashing
At the three, and then just laughing
As he watched them run away;
Emboldened by his hero action,
Peter felt a strange attraction
To the power of the captain
That he had become this day.
Then his luck turned swiftly sour,
For upon that very hour,
Soldiers left a nearby tower,
Seeing him, they gave a squeal;
"Pirate ****, you will surrender,
Otherwise my blade will end yer
Evil life, now will you bend a
Knee and yield, or ******* steel?"
Peter tried to start explaining,
But the soldiers blows were raining
On his head, the blood was staining
On his clothes, the wounds did sting;
"Look at him, he must be wealthy,
What a hat! And look at this see?
Gold doubloon and golden whips! We
Bagged ourselves the pirate king!"
Trial In Absentia
Clerk of the Court:
Silence now! This court's in session,
Pirates must be taught a lesson,
But we may show some concession
For those with the sense to speak!
Let us hear the turncoats raving,
Of their captain misbehaving,
Then decide whose necks we're saving;
Otherwise, they're up the creek!
Pirate 1:
If it please your lords and ladies,
Captain Peter ate three babies!
Bit my dog and gave him rabies,
Hang him up and hang him high!
Pirate 2:
Here I swear before you gentry,
This whole case is elementary,
Don't give him no penitentiary,
Hang that captain out to dry!
The Honorable Judge:
It seems the evidence is clear,
Their testaments are most sincere,
No need to bring the captain here --
Evil men must pay their toll;
I find him guilty, captain Peter,
Scourge of seas and baby eater,
Hang the lying scoundrel cheater,
God have mercy on his soul.
At The Gallows
Clerk of the Court:
Peter, thou has been found guilty;
By the powers given to me,
I pronounce the sentence on thee,
Thou shalt hang this very day;
We allow you this concession,
Time to tell us your confession,
And denounce your ill profession;
Do you have last words to say?
Peter:
Upon my life, that thou contrives to take
Through ignorance, I swear before you all
That bearing no bad will to your mistake,
I'll hold you unaccounted when I fall;
If thou cares not to see the humble boy
Who slept upon the streets, who ate of rats,
Who froze in frigid snow as thee strode by,
And died inside, each time thee walked on passed;
Then who am I to think the less of thee?
For in thy eyes, I count not as a man,
So now I wonder what thee came to see?
Why should the end of me be worth a ****?
A worthless life, yet still I did no wrong;
Perchance in death, my tale is worth a song.
Dumb-struck faces squinting, staring,
Muttered murmurs, whispers sharing,
Shaking heads and nostrils flaring,
Then the townsfolk knew and gasped;
A drummer struck a solemn beat,
As Peter felt a ray of heat
From winter's sun upon his feet;
Peter smiled, and Peter passed.
Epilogue**
Late at night, when wind comes creeping
Through the streets, with children sleeping
In the gutters; Death comes reaping,
Searching for their blue-tinged lips;
In a flash of fearful thunder,
Lashing splits the night asunder;
Driving Death from easy plunder,
Ghostly Peter cracks his whips!
THE END
Once upon a time; when ocean
Travel was a novel notion,
Many feared the rocking motion
Of the ocean going ships;
But the worst sailing endeavor,
Even worse than stormy weather,
Was the unmistaken terror --
Pirate Peter and his whips ...
Introduction
Tales are wove from authors spinning
Yarns, their fingers deftly trimming
Words, until a new beginning
Sprawls across the open page;
So begins our humble telling,
On the street, an orphan's dwelling,
Where a young lad's feet are swelling,
Barely fifteen years of age.
A Humble Beginning
Peter shook and Peter shivered,
Weary limbs felt cold and withered,
Chilling winter winds delivered
Snow, fresh-fallen on the ground;
Huddled up, his clothes were sodden,
Tattered shoes were too well trodden,
Lost, alone, a misbegotten
Miscreant; half-froze, half-drowned.
As he lay there, slowly dying,
Given up all hope of trying,
Who should chance to walk on by him,
But a captain of the sea;
“What's this now!” the old tar spluttered,
“Up you get lad, you'll be shuttered
Some place dry tonight!” he muttered,
“Take my hand and come with me!”
Peter felt himself man-handled,
Lifted up, and there he dangled,
Glancing upward, at his tangled
Grey and matted saviors beard;
“Thank you kindly, Sir!” he mumbled,
Took one step and quickly stumbled
Forward, landing in a jumbled
heap; “Lad its worse than I feared!”
Heaved upon the captain's shoulder,
Peter felt a might less colder;
As the sea dog walked, he rolled a
Cigarette with one free hand;
“Get some sleep son, soon the dawning
Of a bright and brand new morning,
Will come calling, and adorning
Over all this blessed land!”
A Merry Meeting
Peter woke from days of sleeping,
All around, he heard a creaking
Sound, as if the room was speaking,
Telling of its timber tales;
Up he stood and rubbed his bleary
Eyes, he still felt weak and weary,
Cabin walls looked drab and dreary,
Roughly hewn with rusty nails.
Suddenly, he felt a hunger,
Starting small, but growing stronger;
Feeling he could wait no longer,
Peter burst out through the door;
Racing headlong through the belly
Of the ship, his legs were jelly;
Once or twice poor Peter fell, he
Felt alone, lost and unsure.
Then he chanced upon the captain,
Dining with a merry chaplain,
Feasting on a pig with cracklin',
Sitting on an up-turned drum;
“Here's a fine lad in a hurry!
Settle down and save your worry,
There's no need to flurry scurry!
Come and have a taste of ***!”
The Daily Grind
Peter mopped and Peter scrubbed,
He got down on his knees and rubbed
The decks, and every day he loved
To feel and taste the ocean spray;
Rescued from a world of blindness
To his plight, he paid the kindness,
Working hard; where most would find this
Horrid, he embraced each day.
Such was life until one evening,
Waking from his fitful dreaming,
Peter heard an awful screaming,
And he watched as sailors ran;
From the deck, he saw the flying
Skull and Crossbones flag, implying
Pirates with no fear of dying;
Every one, a wanted man.
Battle At Sea
Cannons roared and cannons thundered,
Blunderbusses bussed and blundered,
Roiling masts were shot and sundered,
Splinters flew across the deck;
Rigging crashed and rigging crumbled,
Smashing down as cannons rumbled,
Falling masts and sails all tumbled,
Landing in a twisted wreck.
Swiftly came the pirate vessel,
Drawing close, to crash and nestle,
Broad-side on to form a trestle,
Over which the pirates ran;
Fearful of impending slaughter,
Sailors dived into the water,
Knowing they were never aught to
See their loved ones e'er again.
Peter rushed and Peter scurried,
Dodging blades that flashed and flurried,
Down beneath the decks he hurried,
Seeking for a place to hide;
In the hull, the darkness beckoned,
Peter locked the hatch, and reckoned
That might hold them for a second;
Finding crates, he hid inside.
His Master's Voice
Down below, young Peter waited,
Silently, his breath abated,
Hearing pirates jubilated,
As they plundered through the ship;
Soon he heard the latch locks broken,
Creaking as the hatch raised open,
Then a cold voice, harshly spoken,
And the lashing of a whip.
"Filthy ****-dogs, stop yer looting!
Stow the cheering and the whooping,
Look to all the sails a-drooping,
Fix the masts and man the oars!
On the morrow, we'll be sailing,
And I'm right anticipating,
That we'll get a strong wind trailing,
Speeding us to yonder shores!"
An Unexpected Find
Peter woke and Peter pondered,
How much time had passed, he wondered?
Cautiously, he rose and wandered
Silently from stern to prow;
In the quarters of the captain,
Peter found a pirate wrapped in
Silken sheets; a perfumed napkin
Draped across his furrowed brow.
Peter glanced around the room
And spied a hat with feathered plume
That lay beside a gold doubloon;
Time to make the pirates pay!
Peter stretched and Peter strained,
His fingers gripped the hat and claimed
Their prize, and next the coin was gained;
Gleefully he turned away.
Then a glinted gold reflection
Gleamed, attracting his attention;
Peter crawled for close inspection,
Wondering what he had found;
Two fine whips of equal measure,
Golden handled trinket treasure;
Peter felt a glowing pleasure
As he stole them from the ground.
Stealthily, he reached the deck, and
Found a crate on which to stand
And saw a sight that looked so grand,
How could fate have been so kind!
They were anchored by the moorings
Of the dock, where several mornings
Past, young Peter had been snoring,
Freezing off his poor behind!
Trouble In Town
Pirates robbed and pirates looted,
Pillaging, they laughed and hooted;
Plants were trampled, trees uprooted,
As they raced through city streets;
In the church, the bells were ringing,
Clangers clanging, peels were singing,
Warning of the pirates, bringing
Fear to folk, now white as sheets!
Peter tracked his pirate quarry,
Mind made up to make them sorry,
Chasing them beneath a starry
Ebon sky, he felt quite brave;
Suddenly, he heard a yelling
From behind, three pirates smelling
Like a brewers fare, no telling
How this trio might behave.
Drunkard Pirate:
"What’s this now, who’s that their lurking
In the shadows, be thee shirking
Looting tasks, why aren’t you working?"
Then he stopped and then he cried;
"Bless my soul, our captain joining
In the raiding, how exciting!
Begging pardon, Sir but finding
You at work is joy!" he lied.
Peter grasped the situation,
Putting on an imitation,
With a rough edged inclination,
Like the one he’d heard before;
"Lazy dogs, now stop yer bleating
Otherwise you’ll get a beating,
Now you’d best get on retreating
Back to ship, we’re leaving shore!"
In his hat, he felt quite dashing,
Brandishing his whips, and lashing
At the three, and then just laughing
As he watched them run away;
Emboldened by his hero action,
Peter felt a strange attraction
To the power of the captain
That he had become this day.
Then his luck turned swiftly sour,
For upon that very hour,
Soldiers left a nearby tower,
Seeing him, they gave a squeal;
"Pirate ****, you will surrender,
Otherwise my blade will end yer
Evil life, now will you bend a
Knee and yield, or ******* steel?"
Peter tried to start explaining,
But the soldiers blows were raining
On his head, the blood was staining
On his clothes, the wounds did sting;
"Look at him, he must be wealthy,
What a hat! And look at this see?
Gold doubloon and golden whips! We
Bagged ourselves the pirate king!"
Trial In Absentia
Clerk of the Court:
Silence now! This court's in session,
Pirates must be taught a lesson,
But we may show some concession
For those with the sense to speak!
Let us hear the turncoats raving,
Of their captain misbehaving,
Then decide whose necks we're saving;
Otherwise, they're up the creek!
Pirate 1:
If it please your lords and ladies,
Captain Peter ate three babies!
Bit my dog and gave him rabies,
Hang him up and hang him high!
Pirate 2:
Here I swear before you gentry,
This whole case is elementary,
Don't give him no penitentiary,
Hang that captain out to dry!
The Honorable Judge:
It seems the evidence is clear,
Their testaments are most sincere,
No need to bring the captain here --
Evil men must pay their toll;
I find him guilty, captain Peter,
Scourge of seas and baby eater,
Hang the lying scoundrel cheater,
God have mercy on his soul.
At The Gallows
Clerk of the Court:
Peter, thou has been found guilty;
By the powers given to me,
I pronounce the sentence on thee,
Thou shalt hang this very day;
We allow you this concession,
Time to tell us your confession,
And denounce your ill profession;
Do you have last words to say?
Peter:
Upon my life, that thou contrives to take
Through ignorance, I swear before you all
That bearing no bad will to your mistake,
I'll hold you unaccounted when I fall;
If thou cares not to see the humble boy
Who slept upon the streets, who ate of rats,
Who froze in frigid snow as thee strode by,
And died inside, each time thee walked on passed;
Then who am I to think the less of thee?
For in thy eyes, I count not as a man,
So now I wonder what thee came to see?
Why should the end of me be worth a ****?
A worthless life, yet still I did no wrong;
Perchance in death, my tale is worth a song.
Dumb-struck faces squinting, staring,
Muttered murmurs, whispers sharing,
Shaking heads and nostrils flaring,
Then the townsfolk knew and gasped;
A drummer struck a solemn beat,
As Peter felt a ray of heat
From winter's sun upon his feet;
Peter smiled, and Peter passed.
Epilogue**
Late at night, when wind comes creeping
Through the streets, with children sleeping
In the gutters; Death comes reaping,
Searching for their blue-tinged lips;
In a flash of fearful thunder,
Lashing splits the night asunder;
Driving Death from easy plunder,
Ghostly Peter cracks his whips!
THE END