The Nictitate Patch, A Bit of Pirate Jestory
by Rachel Hoyt
image by James Barker via freedigitalphotos.net
As dawn crept near one summer day,
In a beach town, surfers around, one scallywag did lay.
He had winked at near ev'ry lass who braved walking his way.
He loved to "Arrr!" and "Yarrr!" in bars, but was misunderstood.
"Those who 'Arrr', 'Yarrr', and nictitate we holy folks find rude."
Said the preacher, "Abandon his ship of fakey flattertude!"
Then Patch the pirate hatched a plan,
To cover his woe, so none would know, still he winked like a man.
Try as he might to hide from the light, his eyelid is a fan.
One day the patch will flip up fast and he'll be made to tell,
But if his nictitate patch could latch, it would likely sell -
No one wants winks to damn them to hell.
© 2012 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved
This poem was inspired by a comment Bryan White left on my Wacky Word poem, "Nictitate". Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day! Hope yarrrs is great!