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Blueboy1
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Seamisty, here's one for you!
SEAMISTY'S REVENGE......
The Pig and her band escaped the mainland,in her beautiful pea green boat
it's not very funny,that the Pig stole the money,which kept our fund afloat.
The Pig looked up to the stars above,as she sang to a small guitar
and a chorus sang 'Oh Piggy my love,what a clever Piggy you are.'
Piggy said to her friends 'Oh elegant friends,how charmingly sweet you sing,'
her friends took a bow as they asked the old sow 'What will you do with the bling?'
They danced holding hands,as they made all their plans,to escape with all their spoils
and their foes were dismayed,at the games Pig had played,in stealing the fruits of their toils.
They sailed away,for three years and a day,to the land where the bong tree grows
and there in the wood the Piggywig stood, confronted by all her foes.
Seamisty's research had proved to besmirch the credentials of the Pig
and she'd traced her here,where the Pig stood in fear,whilst Seamisty danced a jig.
'The games up Piggy'! came the volumous cry, 'It's time to return our bling'
but with a long sigh and a tear in her eye,the Pig couldn't say anything.
In a single bound, Seamisty covered the ground,that stood between her and the sow,
harpoon in hand,she crept on the sand,as sweat poured from the Piggy's brow.
The Pig was now whimpering,snuffling and simpering and she trembled in disgrace,
as Seamisty stood,rock solid as wood,pointing a harpoon in her face.
'Hand over your stash and give us our cash',Seamisty said with a leer,
'Do it right now you evil old sow,or tonite it's bacon and beer'.
'Now it's time to pay for your crime' said Seamisty yelling out loud,
as she pulled the trigger to the audible sniggar,of the now rejoicing crowd.
With a whizzing sound,the harpoon had found,it's mark into piggy's rear,
the Pig on the run,couldn't avoid her gun,as the crowd let out a cheer.
The Pig limped away,in a state of dismay,as Seamisty held up the stash,
in a victorious way she had won the day and now had retrieved some of her cash.
The Pig lives alone,removed from her throne,in the land where the bong tree grows
but Seamisty wears a smile,as she sits on her pile,which now just grows and grows.
With a wise old owl like Seamisty on the prowl,never give up hope again,
there's a lesson to be learned,by those that were burned and who suffered so much pain.
Seamisty has shown that when the truth's known,all lies will be overcome
and those who've been lying,will soon be crying,whilst we're all having fun.
SEAMISTY'S REVENGE......
The Pig and her band escaped the mainland,in her beautiful pea green boat
it's not very funny,that the Pig stole the money,which kept our fund afloat.
The Pig looked up to the stars above,as she sang to a small guitar
and a chorus sang 'Oh Piggy my love,what a clever Piggy you are.'
Piggy said to her friends 'Oh elegant friends,how charmingly sweet you sing,'
her friends took a bow as they asked the old sow 'What will you do with the bling?'
They danced holding hands,as they made all their plans,to escape with all their spoils
and their foes were dismayed,at the games Pig had played,in stealing the fruits of their toils.
They sailed away,for three years and a day,to the land where the bong tree grows
and there in the wood the Piggywig stood, confronted by all her foes.
Seamisty's research had proved to besmirch the credentials of the Pig
and she'd traced her here,where the Pig stood in fear,whilst Seamisty danced a jig.
'The games up Piggy'! came the volumous cry, 'It's time to return our bling'
but with a long sigh and a tear in her eye,the Pig couldn't say anything.
In a single bound, Seamisty covered the ground,that stood between her and the sow,
harpoon in hand,she crept on the sand,as sweat poured from the Piggy's brow.
The Pig was now whimpering,snuffling and simpering and she trembled in disgrace,
as Seamisty stood,rock solid as wood,pointing a harpoon in her face.
'Hand over your stash and give us our cash',Seamisty said with a leer,
'Do it right now you evil old sow,or tonite it's bacon and beer'.
'Now it's time to pay for your crime' said Seamisty yelling out loud,
as she pulled the trigger to the audible sniggar,of the now rejoicing crowd.
With a whizzing sound,the harpoon had found,it's mark into piggy's rear,
the Pig on the run,couldn't avoid her gun,as the crowd let out a cheer.
The Pig limped away,in a state of dismay,as Seamisty held up the stash,
in a victorious way she had won the day and now had retrieved some of her cash.
The Pig lives alone,removed from her throne,in the land where the bong tree grows
but Seamisty wears a smile,as she sits on her pile,which now just grows and grows.
With a wise old owl like Seamisty on the prowl,never give up hope again,
there's a lesson to be learned,by those that were burned and who suffered so much pain.
Seamisty has shown that when the truth's known,all lies will be overcome
and those who've been lying,will soon be crying,whilst we're all having fun.
!!
