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Shanghaied
Contributed by
ramfire
on
Friday, 8th November 2002 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I was drinkin' wine that night in Mike's bar,
she was cozied close to me in side booth.
Me ship, anchored quarter league not so far,
lay in deep Frisco fog mate, that's whole truth.
I was havin' bloomin' time in me youth,
for Frisco's not so bad waitin' over.
Rose loves likes of me but she's an old tooth,
even so her wine put me in clover.
Me ship's headed for the white cliffs Dover.
Lights in me head flickered, they left me daft.
I thought I should find now me ship. Rover.
My last hearin' moment, I thought she laughed.
Woke with me head hurting great at sea now.
Waitin', breathin' fumes of strange rust-worn scow.
Copyright ©
ramfire
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2002-11-08 16:00:00] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Shanghaied
(User Rating: 1 ) by OreO on
Friday, 8th November 2002 @ 04:10:19 PM AEST (User
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This is different
I enjoyed reading this
Keep em' coming
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.
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Re: Shanghaied
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ramfire on
Friday, 8th November 2002 @ 11:22:48 PM AEST (User
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Yes, kinda different. I hope you liked it.
Regards,
Ramfire |
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Re: Shanghaied
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 10th August 2004 @ 07:25:41 AM AEST (User
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Enjoyable use of dialect.
Thanks for the interest. |
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