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Mingo Backhair

Email: mingo@backhairpirates.com

Homepage: http://www.backhairpirates.com

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Last blog entry: 6 days ago

Profile updated: Thu, 14 Jan 2010 11:03:34 pm

 

Biography

Egad Matelot!

Allow me to introduce meself - Mingo Backhair be me name, and I be mighty pleased to make yer acquaintance.

Yarr! Where to begin? I be an honest seafarer, that be me trade, but Odious Odes be me passion. In addition, I enjoys a number of other wholesome activities, which all be above board, includin' buryin' treasure, polishin' me cutlass, contractin' scurvy, piratin' and flower arrangin'. I be a member of ye legendary "Backhair Pirates", who lives at http://www.backhairpirates.com. And now I be off for a tankard of grog, and some chocolate animal biscuits.

Fare thee well!

Mingo.

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THE NIGHT WE BURIED OUR TREASURE IN SOMEONE ELSE'S GARDEN

By Mingo Backhair

There were rogues a-plottin' in the pirates' lair
Our plan to bury treasure was a troublesome affair
We sought an idin' place which no landlubber could find
And after a night of merryment an idea sprang to mind

Suddenly Silva made a suggestion to me -
"Let's pay a visit to someone else's property"
He said "Come on! Let's trespass!"
I said "I beg your pardon?"
He said "Let's bury our treasure in someone else's garden!"

I said "Silva, you're a rascal
(though ye've courage and ye've guts)
I bet ye use the bilges
To fill the scuttle butts"
Silva said "Mingo!
Stow this pirate lingo"
I said "I like piracy
'Cos I'm a pirate - see?"

Suddenly Silva made a suggestion to me -
"Let's pay a visit to someone else's property!"
He said "Come on! Let's trespass!"
I said "I beg your pardon?"
He said "Let's bury our treasure in someone else's garden!"

We decided to enact our plan that scabrous sultry night
And found a garden hedge with a gap at shoulder height
Though Silva stepped forth manfully
I knew that he was ailin'
When he got stuck 'alf way through
Each leg desperately flailin'

We hid our stash beneath a rock
Next to the garden fence
Replacin' soil and marigolds
With care and diligence
Then proudly we paraded back
To our pirate abode
But the story ain't quite over -
Here's the final episode:-

Our escapade brought instant fame
And notoriety
We learned we'd be appearin' twice
That evenin' on T.V.
"Two programmes must ye watch tonight"
I implored me Mother
" 'Gardener's World' be one of 'em -
And 'Crimewatch' be the other!

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Your Pirate Guide

Posted on Saturday 24th July 2010 3:52 pm

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Ahoy, me name be Mingo

And I shall be yer guide

Though treasure be me mistress

Piracy’s me bride

I be mighty gruntled

To see that ye be here

I’ll fill yer head with stories

And I’ll fill yer heart with fear

That’s right, me name be Mingo

And I shall haunt yer dreams

I’m a stormy, ragin’ ocean

Pierced with desperate deathly screams

I lurk amongst the shadows

I am artful and I’m sly

I am the wicked glint

In a scoundrel’s bloodshot eye

So it’s Mingo at yer service

Yer friend in Piracy

And it has been an honour

For you to have met me.

 

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John Coopey

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Wed 14th Apr 2010 22:45

They will!

 

Ann Foxglove

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Fri 15th Jan 2010 06:22

Hi Mingo - thanks for nice comments on my Weathergirl. Not my voice! Ha Ha! It is my son trying to sound like a dirty old man, which I think he does surprisingly well! I like your piratical reading! Great!

 

barrie singleton

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Fri 15th Jan 2010 01:03

Glorious glorious Mingo. Rollicking.
I leave you to find a rhyme.

 

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