If you want to help please write a long poem about the pirate, Ann Bonny. That'd be really cool if you did this!
2006-09-12 16:56:46 · 6 answers · asked by *smitty #17 1 in Education & Reference ➔ Homework Help
The most feared pirate on the sea
Wasn't Blackbeard, or Kidd, or Sparrow, you see
The pirate ship's captains most quaked to see
Was that wild english rose named Ann Bonny
With her partner Jack Rackham so rakish and bold
they sailed the seas in days of old
the pair brought fear as loot they stol'd
till they wound up in prison - lonely and cold
Jack, they hung, a buccaneers death
But Bonny wasn't ready for the noose just yet
A secret she kept as in prison she wept
And tricked the reaper with a babe at her breast
No one knows Ann Bonny's true fate
But twasn't noose, nor plank for the pretty pirate
Freed she was and for England she made
And free she remained till death finally bade
2006-09-12 17:14:50 · answer #1 · answered by shomechely 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
ok i will help you just this one time. you should write your own poems, i do all the time. here is the one i wrote for you about Ann Bonny:
O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart! 5
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
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O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck, 15
You’ve fallen cold and dead.
3
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
2006-09-13 00:06:04 · answer #2 · answered by Chris T 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
no, i hate poetry, but i like this song
Her parents never took the young girl to Church
Never spoke of His name
Never read her His word
Two non-believers walkin' lost in this world
Took their baby with them
What a sad little girl
Her Daddy drank all day and Mommy did drugs
Never wanted to play
Or give kisses and hugs
She'd watch the TV and sit there on the couch
While her Mom fell asleep
And her Daddy went out
And the drinking and the fighting
Just got worse every night
Behind their couch she'd be hiding
Oh, what a sad little life
And like it always does
The bad just got worse
With every slap and every curse
Until her Daddy in a drunk rage one night
Used a gun on her Mom
And then took his life
And some people from the city
Took the girl far away
To a new Mom and a new Dad
Kisses and hugs everyday
Her first day of Sunday school the teacher walked in
And a small little girl stared at a picture of Him
She said, "I know that Man up there on that cross
I don't know His name but I know He got off
Cause he was there in my old house
And held me close to His side
As I hid there behind our couch
The night that my parents died"
2006-09-13 00:04:25 · answer #3 · answered by Ruthie P 2 · 1⤊ 0⤋
You are asking us to commit plagiarism. It's really important that you write your own poem because it's honest. Not to mention that it will be completely obvious to your teacher if the work isn't yours! (I'm a teacher, so I know.)
2006-09-13 00:04:46 · answer #4 · answered by drshorty 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Anyone willing to give me $100? If you want to pay me, I'll write it.
Otherwise, do your own damn homework.
2006-09-13 00:12:47 · answer #5 · answered by Michael D 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
No thanks, do your own homework. That's how you learn....
2006-09-13 00:04:58 · answer #6 · answered by kitkat 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋