TWWB

By Jodi MacArthur

~A pirate series~

Avast me hearties! Thar be a tale t’ tell n vermin t’ spew. Pull up a chair and let Ol’ Strudel pour yer a black jack. Glance wit’ me ov’r these ol’ planks, shine t’ a polish they be, up they lead t’ th’ captain’s cabin where we see ‘im standin’ on his priv’te deck, consider’n things those in charge consider. Up t’ flag pole we go t’ where t’ Jolly Roger hangs n tatters an rags. They blow defeated in t’ wind, tellin’ o’ a bad yesterday and a bleak tomorra. Scarce a whisper be heard aboard the boat. Moonshine baths the old beauty in oily silvers …

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