Wednesday, July 30, 2014

A sailor's woe

The sailor was troubled.
His Captain ordered him to find the Mermaid's pearl comb.
Or to die trying.
It was extremely rare, he said,
and possessed tremendous power.

With it he - The Captain - would rule the seven seas and become the Pirate King!
(and it would look fabulous in his curly wig)

The sailor staggered along miles of beach, looking for a sign of the mermaid.
He began to lose hope.
And then at last he spied her playing on the beach.

"My jeweled comb?" she said, "Why not?  Here take this one, I have a trunk full at home".

Coolum Beach, Queensland - May 2014

1 comment:

  1. Pearly combs must be a dime a dozen on the ocean floor! ;)


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