Saturday, October 19, 2013

In Need of a Renaissance.

The lads and I thought we might sail up the Scioto 
and crash the social event of the season! 
Seems the Lady of Willow Manor is giving a Ball!

  What ho! A Ball, you say?
 Yo ho! There be pirates there!
And lasses with flowers in their hair!
I sought to woo this buxom pirate lass
 Alack, distracted by her ample...
knowledge of swordplay,
I ran aground somewhere near Caesar's Creek.
 Where we were set upon by knights!
 Happily this one was armed only with a red rose...
 After a bit of jousting
 Officiated by a viking man from Canada
 And featuring a manly clash of, er, long pointy things
We were triumphant!
 In a manner of speaking...while they fought among themselves 
over who would get to skewer us...
We ran away (under the cover of bagpipes, of course)!
I made some effort to persuade yon fetching brunette
to accompany me to the festivities...
She was unpersuaded
Though I managed to coax her out of her armour!
 So I left me merry men to fend for themselves
And, leaving behind my flamboyant French threads,
I donned the garb of a common rogue
and set off on foot...
After a bit of mead for reinforcement
I reckon I shall be going stag to the Willow Manor Ball ;-)
Happily, the Moon is lighting my path
Mayhap I shall find a small boat
And make haste forthwith to yon festivities!

16 comments:

The Bug said...

You're only going stag because your wife is too trifling to accompany you :)

Carolina Linthead said...

But you looked quite fetching in yon pink corset...

Tess Kincaid said...

Welcome my dear pirate friend! You shiver me timbers!

Linda said...

I love your pirate adventures here. The Scioto River is calling your name.

Helen said...

... I'd be happy to substitute for trifling wifey ...... hopefully she does not have a murderous streak in 'er.

belleau kitchen said...

LOVE a man in a Pirate outfit!... I hope you enjoy the food at The Willow Manor Ball... the buffet is 'anything you like' and is promised calorie free!, enjoy! http://www.belleaukitchen.com/2013/10/the-willow-manor-ball.html

Karen said...

Thank you for my morning entertainment!

Catfish Tales said...

I thought Dana THE fetching brunette with knitted cap of flowers in her hair, aye. But don't you have the colourful colleagues! Though I sorely miss the trifling Dana, I'm so happy to see how you've cleverly left the albeit comely lads - your too merry o'men - to fend off all the rotten tomatoes flung their way after trying to boot dance the Canario, known as the 'fiery wooing dance' with dubious Spanish origins. This alone is good reason to hightail it powered by mead and favourable winds up the Scioto to the Lady Tess's globally renown Willow Ball. You too would be sorely missed if not present among the guest list, Sir Michael. Cheers

Tom said...

Last year there was a fellow here waving his sword all over the place, quite frightening - I believe you'd have been a match for that rogue.
You didn't by chance see a pair of red sequined gloves down by the stables did you?

Truedessa said...

What a grand pirate adventure..very entertaining..

Marcheline said...

Who just grabbed my booty?

FireLight said...

Just hink, you can dance with each one of us...literally footloose and fancy free! Red socks? Love it!

SouthLakesMom said...

For some reason, the Mel Brooks version of Robin Hood is dancing through my head. Oy veh!

NCmountainwoman said...

What a grand adventure. And what a fun time it must have been Good for the soul.

Karen S. said...

So happy you all did too. But quickly to forget me I imagine Matey! I was the one in the Pirate Gown! Great tango it was too, among other things. Ahoy!

Bruce Taylor, a.k.a. Catalyst said...

Hope you had a good time, forsooth!