Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.We stab, we poison, we maim, and shoot,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We kidnap and torture, and don't give a hoot,
Drink up me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
We type, we research, we edit with care,
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
We type, we research, we edit with care,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Revise and correct, and even swear,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
We bitch and moan, tear our hair with might,
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
We bitch and moan, tear our hair with might,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We don’t sleep for days, we're really a sight,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
We're dreamers and hopers, and endure the pain,
Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
Yo ho, yo ho, a writer’s life for me.
7 comments:
Wow. Brought a smile to my day (and god knows I needed one).
Thanks.
Mark, if this post made you smile, then my mission was sucessful. And I mean that. :)
I needed a smile today, too.
Hang in there, matie!
*Applause*
Brava! Love it, Sue Ann!!!! I'm still laughing and I'll be singing it all day!
Kate
It's weird. I have a sudden craving for rum and I don't even drink rum...
Great one, Sue Ann. Let's hope all our authorships are filled with treasures!
Hilarious!
Omigosh, this perfect.
I can smell the parrot droppings on my shoulder, and hear my peg leg thumping across the deck!
Yes, glamour is very important to me. :-)
Thanks for the laugh, Sue Ann!
Candy
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