The Story of the Kraken by Alfred, Lord Tennyison
 

* Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep.
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadow sides: above him sweel
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sicky light,
From many a wonderous grot and secret cell
Unnumbered and enormous polypi
Win now with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Batteniny upon huge seaworms in his sleep;
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angles to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.





* credit given in full to the author

Hmm... I think I heard this somewhere before...

well got it out of a litature school book so yea lol

Cool poem....

thx lolo.o 'p

new poem coming soon

?_? ok, so your taking school in the POTCO phase files?

no.......................... got the poem from a book at school lol

no.......................... got the from the phase philes

Davy_, they don't put that kind of stuff in the phase files. I honestly believe that is a real poem, and from his literature book. Calm down, and quit accusing people of lying please.

Again mate, thats a real nice poem, you gonna post another one?

needs more notebook paper first :P and needs to be back at school

GEEZ u guys dont kow how to have fun, u need to get on my sloop, there isnt ever pease or quiet i take out wepons & stuff & i always act like a noob on quiet patros

Pirates Life by Addy-J
 

Pirate Life
Sticks and stones,
Blood and bones,
A tune to hum,
And a bottle o' rum,
The treasure, she
calls,
Just beyond the falls,
Ye best prepare to
come about,
Be ready for me shout,
Skulls and hulls,
Scrawny gulls,
The Cap'n knows,
Sure as wind blows,
A glass o' port,
'N we're 'eaded North,
To tha rollin' thunder,
To attack and plunder,
Playin' some hearty jigs,
Fixin' up all yer rigs,
We're goin' ashore,
To pillage some more,
So steal*yerself a wife,
Who can live a pirate life.

* Did not come from a book came off-line and full credit to the author ...

I like it! More please! :D

The Last of the Buccaneers
 

The Last of the Buccaneers

Here's to our one-eyed shantyman
and here's to the cross-eyed cook,
and we raise this grog
to that old seadog
the captain - patch 'n' hook.
And we drinks it too
to the rest of our crew
gone with 'im fathoms deep
with the skull-n-bones
down where Davy Jones'
as got 'em now for keeps.
But the last of this brewis for me 'n' you
to drink to the morrow morn
when we'll dance our jig
on the gallows rig
when they fetches us at dawn.

Again off-line and full credit to the author ..