A Pirate's Tale

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A Pirate’s Tale


Under a purple sky an old ship floated along. Tucked away in the ship’s toilet the angry pirates were plotting their next move.


Should they sail across the Sea of Seaweed? Should they take to land and risk meet face to face with crazy inhabitants in the Forest of Sparks?

It had been five weeks since they last saw dry land. Most of the crew would give anything to be playing football in the sandy beaches of Miami.


The ship’s captain, Ford, ran his dirty fingers through His nasty beard. Suddenly an idea hit Captain Ford’s brain like a lightning bolt. “Arrgh, me lads!” he shouted, “who’s got the map of Swaziland?”

All the other pirates looked at each other and the room grew as quiet as a mouse in a closet. After ninety minutes, first mate Clive said: “Captain, we ate the map last week when we ran out of pasta for our delcious spaghetty. The captain waved his hand in the air and yelled “Bastards”.


8ยบB 2010/2011


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