Perpetrated by Honorat
Rating: G (for gak!)
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aft_and_daft's fault! Brought to you by the Zombie Muse
Summary: More Navy Christmas Carols. Jack is going to be jealous. To the tune of "Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer".
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Norrie the bold commodore
Had a very shiny sword,
And if you ever saw it,
Your neck would soon meet a cord.
All of the other pirates
Used to quake and call him Scourge
They knew that if he caught them,
Their only song would be a dirge.
Then one sunny summer day, Sparrow came to say
Norrie with your sword so bright,
Look the other way tonight!
Then all the pirates loved him,
And they shouted out with glee,
Norrie the bold commodore,
Let at least one man run free!
Rating: G (for gak!)
Disclaimer: This is all
Summary: More Navy Christmas Carols. Jack is going to be jealous. To the tune of "Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer".
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Norrie the bold commodore
Had a very shiny sword,
And if you ever saw it,
Your neck would soon meet a cord.
All of the other pirates
Used to quake and call him Scourge
They knew that if he caught them,
Their only song would be a dirge.
Then one sunny summer day, Sparrow came to say
Norrie with your sword so bright,
Look the other way tonight!
Then all the pirates loved him,
And they shouted out with glee,
Norrie the bold commodore,
Let at least one man run free!
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Date: 2005-12-18 02:46 am (UTC)AWESOME!!!!
Date: 2005-12-17 12:25 am (UTC)Very clever use of the original words. A great improvement over the original, as classic *cough*cough*overused*cough* as it is. :-)
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Date: 2005-12-17 06:39 am (UTC)I was about to ask if you could do "We wish you a merry Christmas". Now I've tried myself (hoping the English language will forgive me one day), to make it up for the hanged pirate.
littlebird
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We wish you a lot of plunder,
we wish you a lot of plunder,
we wish you a lot of plunder: swag for many a year.
Fair winds and tides bring the gold of the king
to pirates for Christmas, oh never you fear.
Oh let Jamie chase the Spanish,
Oh let Jamie chase the Spanish,
Oh let Jamie chase the Spanish , don't let him near here.
We won't go until we get rum.
We won't go until we get rum,
We won't go until we get rum; wine won't do, nor beer
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Date: 2005-12-17 07:29 am (UTC)This is great! I love it. It's great to sing, and I especially like the last verse. ROFLOL! Excellent work, mate!
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Date: 2005-12-18 06:55 am (UTC)Yours came up with the idea of carols with that special 'female touch', upon which mine thought of Anamaria. And all she came up with is this lousy chorus:
"Slap him well, slap him well,
strike him on the quay!
Captain's head rocks to the side,
dreadlocks spin away."
*complain-mode off*
Hope abandoned. What now?
littlebird
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Date: 2005-12-18 08:02 am (UTC)You've got a talent for this. Now you need a nice free LiveJournal account to post these to so that people will give you comments too!
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Date: 2005-12-19 02:22 am (UTC)*drops empty muse into the waste paper basket*
To your muse: Take what you can!
I thought to focus on noises:
the jingling from the trinkets in Jack's hair when he's slapped, the bells he hears when Ana strikes hard, ...
Or perhaps the joy of slapping: "Oh what fun it is to slap - left, right, either way".
But me and the English language ... *sigh*
OK, I'll shut up now until I'll have a journal of my own and actually write in it. See you in ten years!
Merry Christmas
littlebir
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Date: 2005-12-19 03:37 am (UTC)I like your idea of playing with the various things ringing--beads, ears, peals etc.
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Date: 2005-12-22 05:26 am (UTC)merry christmas
littlebird & the dead muse
once my boat he stole
in the dead of night
now I've caught this fowl
by his trinkets bright.
Bells he'll soon hear ring
I'll hit him left and right
watch his head-adornments spin
and celebrate tonight
slap him well, slap him well
strike him on the quay
captain's head rocks to the side
dreadlocks spin away
slap him well, slap him well
strike him on the quay
captain's head rocks to the side
dreadlocks spin away
he will apologize
and he'll make amends
or I'll treat his face
all day with my hands.
should also like to spank
till his bum is hot
red like father christmas' coat
can't lie down in his cot
slap him well, hard like hell
jingling, trinkets fly
oh what fun it is to slap
left, right, either way
slap him well, hard like hell
jingling, trinkets fly
oh what fun it is to slap
left, right, either way
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