The old Pirate
An old pirate was sitting alone, at a table, in a bar. He was drinking a glass of
and smoking a pipe. He was
an eye patch, he had a
leg
his real leg, he had a
hook for his right hand and a parrot on his shoulder.
A
sailor came into the bar and
down with the old pirate and they
to chat.
The young sailor
'how did you lose your leg Sir ?'
‘Arrr ! ,’ said the pirate, ‘You see, when I was on my ship, I
overboard and there were sharks circling the ship. Me (=my) men
to pull me back up onto me (= my) ship before a shark
with it ',
'Wow, what a life full of
! And how did you lose your arm Sir?' He asked.
‘‘Arrr ! You see, I was attacking another ship, and I was fighting another pirate, and he
it off!’
‘Wow, what an
life!’ and how did you lose
Sir ?
‘‘Arrr ! You see, I was eating a grapefruit, and a
of juice juice
into me (=my) eye.’
‘But I don’t understand. How
you lose your eye with a drop of grapefruit juice ?’
‘Arrr, well, you see’, it was me (=my) first day with the metal hook son.