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Click here"Ye be a good whore,"
I said to the lass,
"Ye never charge too much,
For a piece of ass."
"I charge you less,
And you know that's true,
Cause I hear music,
When we do, what we do."
"I be a Gypsy,
So it's a tale that's not tall.
Gypsy's make music when they make love,
'cause they have crystal balls."
"A Gypsy, I thought a Pirate ye be,
Sailing the ocean quick."
"I was until that fateful day,
That my ship was fucked by Moby's Dick."
"So let's try some 69,
When next I walk through the door."
"No," she cried, "I'd rather 77,
That way I get ate more."
but she is correct. It needs some work in the second part. I did crack up me lass.
ok, this made me smile as i began reading it. it would have kept me smiling if you'd have managed to keep the third verse onwards as crisp as the first two. you set up an expectation rhythm/rhymewise in one and two that then went to pot as you continued. if your gypsy or pirate could tinker with this till it was all ship-shape and bristol-fashion, i think it'd be pieces of eight for this. till then, you may be walkin' the plank, me hearty!