Sunday Whirl (Wordle #181) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.
The words this week are:
sense, speech, sheets, goblets, signs, vital,
name, broken, away, strips, connected, poem
The Expedition
The word had reached the Empire
Of riches far away;
Of spices, gold and willing girls,
Of reindeer and a sleigh,
The vital signs that are required
For a mercenary foray.
The expedition was assembled,
Five bankers had been found,
Endless speeches had been given,
The boat they had was sound,
They filled its hold with puddings,
Rejecting those not round.
The sails were sheets of onion skins
Cut into even strips,
The ballast was unbroken plates
Though some of them had chips,
And a passing poet was shanghaied,
To record the epic trip.
The captain was a cantaloupe,
The crew, a herd of sheep,
The first mate was a three-toed sloth
And spent the day asleep;
The cook was known to drink a bit
And predisposed to weep.
The bosun was well connected,
His father was an earl,
Who’d sent his son off to the sea
To teach him of the world,
But couldn’t dampen his inner love
Of dressing like a girl.
They charged their goblets and raised a toast,
They named the ship ‘Ptomaine’,
The crew all sensed the moment too
And tried to break their chains,
They then sailed into the setting sun
And were never seen again.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2014
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Broad grins today. Thank you. I would love to see a musical based around that ship and its crew...
ReplyDeletePerhaps they found the willing girls? That plus gold and spices, why go home?
ReplyDeletePlus venison for dinner!
DeleteQuite enchanting. Are they naked? The girls, I mean, not the sheep.
ReplyDeletePresumably they died of Ptomaine poisoning. You must have had a few laughs composing this yourself!
ReplyDeleteIt is delightful to have a giggle at 3:13 am - when awoken to post and comment ... Thank you for the smiles and laughter
ReplyDeleteThey then sailed into the setting sun
ReplyDeleteAnd were never seen again.
Sounds like Franklin's expedition into the Arctic. Over 150 years later, we've finally found is flagship, crushed, in about 11 metres of water.
What a delightful romp across the magical waves..as an expedition can i stick to going to the shops though ;)
ReplyDeleteYou dare-devil!
DeleteWhat fun...I love how you blended these words together for this epic trip.
ReplyDeleteA fun piece. Like this one: a passing poet was shanghaied,
ReplyDeleteTo record the epic trip.
Epic and scathing!
ReplyDeleteI don't think I've laughed so hard all week. Thank you! (Although I pity the poor shanghaied poet..)
ReplyDeleteMe thinks you must be the shanghaied poet, your details are so robustly clear. And I agree, why go home when there is so much more to see...
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
They shanghaied the 'write' poet! This journey came alive, and you cast light where darkness often prevails. Bravo!
ReplyDeleteo-o...thanks for the smile...a delightful read :D
ReplyDeleteThis was a lot of fun to read.. like a nursery rhyme sea shanty.. but I so understand they had to Shanghai the poet...
ReplyDeleteAn assortment of crew just waiting for it all to happen. It is not something sweet. Not surprising they are no more around. Very creative offering Cosmo!
ReplyDeleteHank
This poem reminds me of 'Cargoes' was it Masefield? Yours has that classical feel and is rich in texture and detail.
ReplyDeleteWonderful use of the words woven into a funny story. This is grand.
ReplyDeleteI adore the flow and rhythm of this poem. Not contrived or forced, it is reminiscent of some wonderful classical poems like "Annabel Lee" and "Owl and Pussycat."
ReplyDeleteAnother "Mary Celeste"....
ReplyDeletehahaha that great and fun to read :)
ReplyDeleteThis is so delightfully entertaining and cleverly crafted. Love it :-)
ReplyDeleteSo funny and so clever! Love the name of the ship! The best thing I've read in ages. LHN
ReplyDeleteOH MY, this is So Marvelous--thoroughly delightful read!
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