The Storm
by Sam McCurrach (age 13)
As I lay in my bed
and thoughts drift through my head,
outside there is a raging storm,
but in my bed I’m nice and warm.
Then my imagination gets the best of me
and I’m on a ship out at sea,
on a dark and windy night,
with the waves crashing against the ship
making it toss and tip.
Then I heard something that gave me a fright,
when one of my men yelled out: “Pirates in sight!”
It’s The Ocean’s Haze. They want a fight.
As the enemy fires
like a hundred, whistling cannonball choirs,
I yell out, “Hard to port!”
and the cannonballs land just short.
Then I say, “We are safe,” but it does not last,
for a cannonball goes straight through the mast,
and as I watch it come crashing down
I hear another sound.
I turn around, and over the water I see a ship, The Blood Hound.
“Hooray, hooray!” I started to say,
“Captain Teddy Bear has come our way!”
And through the mist
I saw Captain Teddy standing on the deck, sword in fist.
“Fire!” he yelled, and the cannons did blaze straight
through the hull of The Ocean’s Haze.
The pirates took to their lifeboats in twos and thirds,
after screaming a few very impolite words.
Captain Teddy let them go away,
and then shouted to us, “Are you okay?”
“We have two remaining masts, so we should be fine.
And thank you for coming just in time!”
Then I woke up, and the storm was gone.
I met my brother John on the front lawn.
“What adventure should we have today?” he did say.
I do not know, but we should get on our way.
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