#14 «Vagabonds & thieves»

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He spoke with a slang
both coy and profane
His demeanor was
far from mundane

He barked out his orders
like a captain at sea
Spitting out words
and decree

Shiver me timbers
you lot are no good!
An outspeckle
souring my mood!

His face colour shifted
from red to deep blue
The ranting was
nowhere near through

Aren't you a fine lot
of hornswaggling misfits!
Vagabonds, thieves
and dull dimwits!

Swallowing vowels
and coughing up bile
His speech was
both chilling and vile

The final tirade
was muffled and strained
But still it was
full of disdain

You sillerless bunch
of villains and thugs!
You're as worthless
as specks on my rugs!

My words may be harsh
but you shall not dwell!
For now, as I bid
you farewell!

I give my last order,
so do as you're told!
And I'll leave you
my silver and gold!

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Webster's definitions:

Slang (very informal usage in vocabulary and idiom that is characteristically more metaphorical, playful, elliptical, vivid and ephemeral than ordinary language)
Shiver me timbers (An expression used to show shock or disbelief)
Outspeckle (A laughing stock)
Hornswaggle (To cheat, swindle)
Sillerless (Literally «silverless», or, in other words, completely broke)

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