Alfred The Short Sighted Pirate

Alfred the Pirate was addressing his crew
" I know you`re fed up , with nothing to do,
But all that will change, as of today, for
A rich Spanish Galleon is heading our way!

So hoist the Black Flag, and prepare for the fight,
There`ll be dancing, drinking and feasting tonight"

"Excuse me!" whined Jarvis. (One of the crew)
"Do you mind repeating what we`re supposed to do.
Its not that you haven`t made yourself clear,
But that there`s the ocean, the crew`s over here!"

Just at that moment, out of the blue
The lone Spanish Galleon sailed into view
Laden with gold, silk and molasses
And perhaps with luck
A few pairs of glasses......

Rigged for battle, into the fray
With Alfred looking the opposite way
He ran to the foredeck, but in his blind rush
Instead of his cutlass, he snatched up a brush.

Crying " C`mon me hearties, rally to me!"
He leapt from the rigging, straight into the sea.

Of course he could swim, and the crew would soon spot him
Just yards from the ship, when a passing shark got him!

The shock and the trauma of Alfred`s demise
Was a direct result of neglected eyes.
So if you`re short - sighted, to any degree
PLEASE!
See your Optician
Before going

to Sea!

copyright Ian Cramer 2006