Chippy The Sailor
Chippy was this powder-keg fool,
Who mandated kinfolk rude often.
Depositing him in a foul cesspool,
Ranting blatant repugnant jargon.
I had observed one-day from afar,
He'd tried to move this little trailer.
Sniping growls were really bizarre,
Manifesting into a mutinous sailor!
Perfectly acing one loopy-do thud,
Angering discourse pointed south.
He'd fallen into some sludgy-mud,
Spewing his vilest profane mouth!
As Old-Salt kicked around madly,
He'd blown his shoes off bolting!
Wildly roaring like a grizzly bear,
His arms flailed in tempo jolting!
Spinning feet tore-in fresh ground,
Gesturing a bald-wheeled tractor.
Brazenly, and very tightly-wound,
Plundering his true selfish rapture!
His mother lent a gracious hand,
Chippy swore back but to annoy!
No time flat, she'd taken a stand,
Oh shut-up you lippy biscuit-boy!
Furled brows marooned appeared,
Picaroon knew he had dug his pit!
Forbidden escape alas he'd sneer,
The mizzen bound him the culprit!
Boatswain law judged foolhardy,
His mouth froze a frightful-clam!
She foiled a rowdy pirate-beastly,
Uttered her set belaying program.
Threats had shaken cad-buccaneer,
Feisty ocean-waves finally settled.
I crossed this wacky weird-frontier,
A swashbuckler once had-meddled!
Dec-15-2011 by Quilled_Penman©Glen King
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