This is a both funny and somewhat poignant complaint ...A "by-product" of piracy so to speak.
We
have chosen to quote Ms. Silver as she rhymed it while she was showing us around in her little house.
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MS. B. SILVER´S OPINION
You ask about - that
there JACK!
I really want him back ...
You might think he´s a dream
But he better come clean
out Gunpowder´s
stable.
... perhaps even set the dinner table.
Sweep the dirty floor
and oil the hinges on the creaking door.
Take
out the trash -
oh, and provide me with some cash!
He could also do the dishes.
His home after all, this is ...
He
ought to wipe his own kid´s nose!
He could probably give me some more of those ...
The windows need to be
cleaned.
And I have from the neighbor´s gleaned
that the garden could do with a hand ...
But most of all - I want
back my man!
HE left for the Seven seas -
and here I am - boiling the peas!
He has all the fun -
out there
in the sun ...
Our clothes could do with a wash.
But yesterday my boss
claimed I´m a pirate´s wench
and - hence
...
I had to go
and so ...
I WANT JACK !!!
... honey - could you please come back?
Whether the roof will
not cave in
or the winter storms will win ...
your guess is as good as mine -
I wanna be a pirate too! Where do I
sign?
My nagging drove him away ...
Or so his dear mother say.
Him and his Black Pearl!
What of his little
girl .....
A pirate thinks himself so fancy free!
Believe he can against the wind ... pee?
Jack had so many dreams
-
you should have heard him scheme *o*
He wanted to get rich so fast -
but is that kind of money gonna last?
In
a way he make me so very proud.
... but I don´t want to have to buy his shroud!
Later we sat on the water front looking at the sun-set and Ms. Bess said she would sing us "the fat
lady´s song" so our visit would come to an end - before she started to bawl ...
THE FAT LADY´S SONG
He stole my heart and left for the high sea.
Totally
forgetting all about him and me ...
He was so delicate, gorgeous and fine.
And I really thought he was all mine.
But
a friend of his came with an offer of a job
and now it seems that my bed was just a stop
between two voyages all around
the world.
Oh, my poor, poor head is in a twirl ...
He loved me so much - was so passioned hot
Now there is nothing
- I just pick "Forget-me-nots"
But that is the way of the world, ain´t it?
I felt like dancing on a pink cloud - now
I´m in a pit ...
That is how it is to be a sailor´s "bride"
you more often than not get taken for a ride !!!
Oh,
how I wish I could rail and rant at him -
But I can´t - I adored his every little whim ...
We felt so connected - like
we were meant to be
Now all I might end up with is his baby-girl, you see.
I sit here staring at the sunset singing
my song.
Feel like jumping in and drowning before long ...
... I wonder though why that ship is sailing so fast?
If
they don´t take off speed pretty soon they are not going to last.
And that man yelling so loud - who is he?
He look
so like my sweet Jack - but he it can´t be ...
"Join us, Bess, I can´t live without you!" he yells ...
And my darling
Jack really means it I can tell.
His beautiful eyes are smiling through tears and he is waving his hat.
So I´ll join
him on board and wish you all "Godnat" *
* "Godnat" = Danish for "goodnight" and rhymes beautifully on "hat"
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So our interview after all got a happy ending *o*
And even though Mr. Sparrow didn´t really like
his picture taken he relented after having kissed and hugged his cute little Pearl and her mother Bess thorougly *O*
